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Chapter 38 Two weeks had passed by since Caden had left Ruby outside her house without a word, and she could not tell if it had felt like two days or two years. She hadn’t spoken to him since. He didn’t seem eager to strike a conversation either—and she was fine with that. Yes, she was absolutely fine with not speaking to the guy she had almost ended up kissing in the rain. The good thing was, their term exams were over. And for the first time Ruby was satisfied with how she had answered her Math exam. She knew she had to thank Caden for that, but it was not in her priority list at the moment. “Who the hell decided Math had to be the last one?” Luke complained, appearing from a corner. Ruby had seen little of him for the last few days, having buried her head in the pile of notebooks she owned. “At least it's over,” Olivia snapped. She did not look relieved. “Now we don’t have to worry about it until the results are out. After that… Well, Ruby, do you have a spare room in your h
The party roared on, but Luke never made an appearance. Ruby had been dancing and laughing with her friends, and as the night wore on, she found herself letting go and having a good time. She found herself gaining confidence and she was almost certain it was due to the dim lighting. The music was loud, the atmosphere electric, and the drinks flowed freely. It was easy to forget the recent tension with Caden, at least for a while. “I’m parched,” Olivia said, fanning herself with her hands as she emerged from the pool of glistening bodies she had just vanished into. Only then did Ruby notice the liner that covered her eyelids. “Do you want something to drink?” “Uh, yeah,” Ruby replied, trying to remember if she had ever seen Olivia wearing makeup before. It really brought out the beauty of her eyes that always almost closed whenever she was laughing. “Anything without alcohol.” A minute later Olivia was back with a pink coloured drink. “Some fruit mix,” she guessed as she passed her t
Ruby tried to protest, but her words came out slurred and incoherent. Caden guided her through the crowd and out of the house. It was a relief to be out in the cool night air, but Ruby's legs gave way again, and she nearly fell. Caden sighed and, with more gentleness than he'd shown lately, helped her stay on her feet. "Were you supposed to stay at Liv’s tonight?” Ruby sighed, licking her lips. Still holding onto his arm for dear life, she said rudely, “Why do you care?” Caden pushed aside the strands of hair that covered half her vision, before he let out a sigh too. “You’re so difficult.” She could kick him at that moment. But she knew it would only result in her falling face first into the grass covered ground. Was the grass cool? The air had suddenly become too hot and she could surely use a cool touch. “What are you trying to do?” Caden asked her, his voice still coming out concerned. “Let me go! I just want to lie down… right here. Mmm, you smell good,” she blurted out, l
As Caden's car sped through the night, Ruby's consciousness fluctuated in a hazy dance between awareness and intoxication. The cool breeze flowing through the open windows seemed to help clear her mind, at least momentarily. Caden's grip on the steering wheel was firm, his concentration wavering as he navigated the empty streets. Olivia's warning words echoed in his mind – "Just for one night, be the decent guy you've always been." That was the first time she had spoken to him in a while. He had realised just how much he had missed her in that moment as she looked at him—helpless yet desperate. Not like her usual, bubbly self. And he had not said more. He could have had so much more than he had. He could’ve apologised. He could’ve… But the thought of being alone with Ruby in his house had invaded his mind completely. Undoubtedly, her condition concerned him. He couldn’t believe someone had spiked her drink. Now he bore the responsibility of making sure she was safe. He looked thr
Caden held his breath. What could he possibly say to Ruby? She was probably not even going to remember any of this the next day. She continued looking into his eyes, and the more she looked, the faster his heart paced. All of this time he had never believed it to be real. He never thought she truly like him. It could be mere attraction—maybe due to the attention he showered her. But this was more than that. He could see it on her face. He could feel it in her words. Now, she sat in front of him, her soul bared and speaking her heart out. Ruby would never tell him any of that if she was sober. She’d rather fail a hundred tests. But now that the words were out, he felt happy and sad. Both at the same time. Was his mind conflicting with his heart? He knew he had fucked up that moment when they had almost kissed. The only reason why he’d pulled back was because he wasn’t sure if he wanted to do that out of his attraction for her, or simply because he wanted to make himself believe h
Back at Florence’s house,Florence moaned, tossing on the soft mattress of her bed. Her body ached from all the dancing and running around — she had done all she could to make sure her party was the best. After all, she didn’t get many chances of having her house grandma-free. It was now time to wake up and clean the mess that awaited her. But she didn’t want to get up just yet. Maybe she could stretch in, get some more z’s. That’d feel good. So, she turned around, and reached out to her bed, hoping to grab the stuffed teddy she always slept with. But instead, her hand came in contact with something warm. And not plush. Definitely not. It was skin. Bare skin. Florence gasped, her eyes flying open. When she looked down at herself, she found her body covered with just a blanket. She wasn’t wearing any clothes. She tried preparing herself for the next revelation, but nothing could have truly prepared her. She glanced at the naked guy sleeping on the bed. He was lying on his stomach,
Ruby stammered, “I-I… umm…” “What are you doing in my grandson’s bed?” The old woman raised an eyebrow at her, but her lips twitched as though she was holding back a smile. It dawned upon her that the woman was Caden’s grandma. The matter had become worse. “Grandma?” Caden’s shocked voice suddenly fell on her ears. Ruby gasped in response, kicking off the sheets from her. He appeared behind the woman, his eyes widened in panic. “When did you come home?” “Well, thanks for the warm welcome, Caden. Now tell me who that is,” the woman urged, now smirking. Caden’s gaze locked onto Ruby’s face, and she saw him hesitate. Then he said in an easy voice, “I see you’ve already met Ruby.” He paused, the silence seeming to stretch for hours before he mumbled, “my girlfriend.” Ruby clamped her hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming in protest. What was this guy going on about? Caden’s grandmother didn’t buy it; Ruby knew that from the way the woman scrutinised her. She leaned cl
Ruby stifled the burp that surged from her throat, discreetly using the back of her hand, while her eyes darted helplessly towards Caden. He, however, remained unmoved by her silent plea, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed his grandmother bringing in more food. "Don’t like the food?" Caden's grandmother inquired, a hint of concern lacing her voice as she arranged the bowls on the table, her brow furrowing slightly. Ruby momentarily froze, managing to swallow the food before responding, "It's absolutely delicious, Mrs. Miller," she replied, her voice betraying a hint of breathlessness, which elicited a chuckle from Caden. "She's just a bit shy," he interjected, though there was more mischief in his tone than sincerity. While Ruby shot him a pointed glare, it seemed that every little thing she did only served to amuse him further. "I'm just pulling your leg," the old woman chuckled, her laughter echoing in the room. "I'm accustomed to these two devouring everything in sight."