Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
“Which schools did you apply to?” I hear him ask her.
“Columbia, NYU, and Penn State,” Chastity smiles before waving up at me.
Per her usual while talking to my father, her cheeks are red, but at least she’s making decent eye contact with him.
“Is college all either of you two ever talk about?” I sigh.
Chastity scrunches her face at me as my father shoves my shoulder lightly.
“Ignore the comments of the truant delinquent,” Dad says. “I’m surprised you’re not applying to Harvard or Yale. I know you have the grades to get in.”
She shrugs. “I’d rather stay a little closer to home.”
“How’s your mom doing?”
Chastity’s mother was diagnosed with cancer over the summer, and it’s taken a toll on her family.
“Good. She’s responding well to the treatment so far.”
“Glad to hear that,” Daddy says, putting his hand on her shoulder and squeezing it. “Remember, if you need anything, I’m right here.”
“Thank you, Mr. Linwood.”
Dad laughs. “Chastity, you’ve known me forever. Call me Colt already.”
“Sorry, Colt.” She blushes a deeper shade of red than I’ve ever seen on her before.
“Hey, Chas, come upstairs with me for a minute?”
Chastity smiles at my father before following me upstairs. Once we get to my room, I shut the door behind us.
“I got your text. What exactly do you mean you stole Kane’s journal?”
I shrug my shoulders and laugh.
“Exactly that.”
“Renee, it’s not nice to steal people’s private things,” Chastity says, her blue, judgmental eyes glaring at me
“Not even if my name is all over the pages of said private things?”
“Kane doodled your name on his journal?” she gasps.
“No.” I laugh heartily at the thought of Kane scribbling “Renee” with a heart around it. “He writes about me, Chastity. Like, X-rated stuff.”
“Shut up!” she yells, shoving my arm. “That’s so inappropriate!”
“I know. I love it.” I bite my lip to contain my excitement.
“Renee!” she laughs. “What are you going to do? Are you going to tell your dad?”
“No, of course not! My dad would kill Kane.”
“Are you going to confront Kane?”
“I don’t know yet. Maybe I’ll just let him squirm for a bit, wondering where his journal went,” I say evilly.
“You’re so bad,” Chastity sighs disapprovingly.
“Me?!? I’m not the one writing sex fantasies in my journal!”
“Oh, I’m sure your diary has some stuff about Kane in there.”
I shrug. “Not in graphic detail.”
“You’re loving this,” she shakes her head at me.
“Come on, the guy of my dreams is having dirty thoughts about me… Wouldn’t you be excited if you were me?”
Chastity rocks her head from side to side before sighing.
“Rey, your crush on Kane is more understandable than him writing explicit fantasies about his goddaughter who’s twenty-seven years younger than him and still in high school!”
As I roll my eyes, a horn beeps from outside. I peek out the window and see Billy’s car.
“Billy’s here. I have to go.”
“And you’re lusting over Kane when you have a boyfriend on top of it all, Renee!”
“You can lecture me more later. Love ya!”
I kiss Chastity’s cheek quickly before grabbing my purse and hightailing it out of the house while throwing a brief goodbye to my father. Billy is blasting Screamo as I get into the car.
He grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a wet kiss. I pull away and turn down the music.
“Babe,” he whines.
“I don’t want to go deaf before my nineteenth birthday.”
“How was your night with your daddy?” Billy asks teasingly as he drives down the street.
I scowl at him. “Fine. You know, it’s not torture to spend time with your parents once in a while.”
“My parents are shitheads.”
“Oh, I forgot it’s uncool to like parents.” I roll my eyes with a laugh.
A few minutes later, Billy pulls into his driveway. I get out of the car, and he puts his arm around me as we walk up to his house. As soon as we’re inside the house, Billy takes me by surprise and grabs me, his hands landing on my ass as he claims my lips with his.
I try to get into the kiss, but it’s useless. He pulls away from me and takes my hand, walking me into the kitchen.
“Are you hungry?”
I shake my head. “Maybe later.”
“You want to watch Netflix?” Billy asks with a smirk on his face.
I laugh and nod in response to the obvious hint of what he really wants to do with me.
“Why not?”
After being filled with thoughts of Kane last night… and actually being inside Kane’s thoughts, sex has taken over my brain. Billy leads the way to his finished basement and turns on the TV. He picks a random war movie out, not even bothering to ask me what I want to watch.
Sitting down on the couch, I take my shoes off and try to get comfortable on the old piece of furniture. Billy turns the volume down on the TV so that it’s barely audible as he sits down next to me.