29. Bad Boys Don't Commit

The next day, on Thursday, that’s when I started falling into the trap Jude had set — intentionally or unintentionally — for me. Which is why right now I think I might be developing feelings for him.

‘Think’ being the operative word.

He came rapping on my window yet again, the time being similar to the night before, and I let him in through my window. I was surprised at his appearance, because I had thought Wednesday night’s visit would be a one time occurrence.

Later on I sat against my headboard and regarded him through half open eyes.

“You look fine today, why are you here?”

He had left early that morning, while I’d still been fast asleep. As so was everyone else in the house, thankfully. I could only imagine the kind of storm my parents would kick up if our little arrangement came to light.