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“And I’m saving myself for marriage,” I added, just to try to end this awkward conversation.
He smiled. “Right. Good. I’m glad to hear that.” But he still didn’t start the car. “You’d tell me though, right? If anyone ever made you feel uncomfortable?”
“You’re kind of making me uncomfortable right now.”
He laughed. “Fine. But I am here, Scarlett. If you ever want to talk.”
“I know, Dad.” I did. But I was hoping I wouldn’t have to take him up on his offer.
“And if Jacob does ever try to pressure you to be intimate, you just tell me, and I’ll handle it.”
That definitely sounded like he was going to kill Jacob.
I needed to start being very careful. Jacob and I were already being intimate. And I didn’t want my dad to murder him.
But I also had no intention of canceling my third base training date in just a couple hours. I just hoped I wasn’t practicing for Mr. Halifax.
Scarlett and the Fake Boyfriend - Chapter 22 – A Loose Fire Hose
Monday
I looked up at the star on my ceiling. Jacob had given it to me to keep up appearances. It was a friendship star. So why did I keep staring at it?
I groaned and pulled my pillow over my face. I was so confused. It felt like my heart was torn in three.
Fake dating Jacob was way more fun than I’d anticipated. I thought it would be awkward, since our first kiss was so awkward. But it was anything but. And the line felt blurred. To me.
Axel had been so sweet to me the past week too, which just messed with my head even more. But he was so off and on. And it only really seemed like he was into me when he was wasted and forgot all reason.
And then there was my kiss thief. He was the only guy who I knew for sure liked me back. And I did really like him. Every time we texted I smiled. But he could be one of four guys... I sighed. Who was I kidding? He could be literally anyone. From Mr. Halifax to a drifter.
I just wished there was some kind of sign. To tell me what to do. I pulled the pillow off my face and stared back up at the star.
Sophie’s warning was starting to weigh on me. That if I didn’t tell Jacob the truth about how I felt, it might lead to another spinthe bottle incident. But wasn’t I already too late? He clearly liked Olivia.
My phone buzzed. I grabbed it and stared at a text from my kiss thief.
“Congrats on being nominated for homecoming queen. You definitely have my vote.”
I smiled. I’d asked for a sign. And I couldn’t help but think that him texting me meant something. I texted him back. “Thanks. Were you nominated for king?”
“Nice try.”
“You know what would be fun?” I texted. “You telling me your name.”
“You know what would be a boss move?” he asked, ignoring me.
I probably should have ignored him back, but I was too curious. “What?”
“Going to homecoming solo.”
I laughed. “I have a boyfriend.”
“But we both know you’d rather be dating me.”
My heart started racing. “I literally went solo to homecoming every other year of high school. Where were you then?”
“Wishing I was your date.”
