Page 55 of Breakout
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
Groaning, I roll over and blindly reach for my phone. With one eye open, I ignore all the notifications that came in while I was sleeping and open the one that woke me.
Beck
Hey wife, want to grab breakfast with me?
Wife.
Bastard knows what that word does to me.
Me
Depends, are you driving and buying?
Beck
Is that a yes?
Sighing, I contemplate if I want to go or not. I do, not just because I’m hungry but because I like spending time with him, but at the same time I know we are getting in too deep.
I’mgetting in too deep.
That couldn’t have been more evident when I woke up in his arms the other morning. I put the rules in place for my own sake, but it seems they have flown out the window.
I married him.
This shit really is getting complicated between us.
Despite knowing I should say no and tell him I have plans, I don’t.
Me
Yes.
Beck
See you in fifteen, wife.
I roll out of bed and quickly get ready. Thankfully I took a shower last night before going to bed.After slipping on leggings and a Walker U sweatshirt, I put my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head.
This is as good as it’s going to get for now.
I grab my phone, keys, and wallet and head out the door. Everyone is either still sleeping or in morning class, so the dorm hall is quiet. When I step outside, I tip my head back and let the sun hit my face.
Spring is well on its way, and I couldn’t be more ready. That just means a couple more months of school before summer break.
Holy shit.
If this inheritance thing is all cleared up before this summer, then I might not have to work two other jobs on top ofmy waitressing one to save up for my fall semester. I could potentially be able to have a low-key summer and only work one job without worry. I could hang out with Grace and Cora and go on trips and shit with them. I could be a normal college girl for once.
The hope fills me at the thought.
A beep from a car horn pulls me out of my thoughts, and I look up and see Beck getting out of his car.
“Morning,” he says as I approach.
“Morning.”
