Kissed By Chaos のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Sunday was a chill day. I refused to leave my dorm room, and Cora miraculously agreed to chill too. So we had a spa day. It was ridiculous how much stuff she had that created the best spa experience.We watched trashy TV and ordered food to be delivered. I was stuffed with Chinese food and wore a mud mask that was supposed to make my skin look amazing.But no matter what we did, my mind went back to Waylon. I didn’t message him because I knew he was spending time with his family. But every hour, I felt like I wanted to message him. I would write it out, and my finger would hover over the send button, then I would chicken out and delete it.He would message me if he wanted to talk. I was going to give him space. I would speak to him in our classes.It was ten o’clock at night and I was ready for bed. Cora left and took the huge basket of spa paraphernalia back to her room.I was nervous for the first day. I didn’t understand why, t

I was on cloud nine when I swiped my student ID to enter the dining hall. This couldn’t be my life right now. A super-hot guy wanted to make out with me not once, not twice, but three times. He held my hand and walked me to the dining hall even when he had to go in the opposite direction.Even though we had a conversation about him not wanting his brothers to know about us, he changed his mind after he came back from visiting his mom. That was a step in the right direction.I wasn’t going to complain.He was making my body all tingly every time he touched me. He was making whatever we were public. And that had to be a good thing.I knew that my father would eventually find out. But hell, I didn’t care. I felt too good to care. This was the first time that anyone really showed me any interest because of me and not because of who my father was.Waylon wasn’t a social climber. He didn’t give a fuck. He just wanted me. Not

I coughed on the chip that I popped into my mouth, shocked by what he said. He couldn’t be serious. I have barely known him for four days. And before, I thought he was an ass. But he changed my mind on that.The way he was staring at me, I wanted to believe that he was being serious. His eyes were fixed on mine.My body heated and my cheeks flushed. Even though his comment was insane, it made me feel…wanted. Sexy. And I never felt like that. At least not after my mother died.“You can’t be serious,” I challenged him.A smirk played on his lips but he didn’t say anything. I laughed nervously. Was he serious or not?He took a bite of his burrito, deliberately not saying anything about my statement. “Anyway, tell me about Latin class, how bad is it, and if you had to switch what would you take?” He asked after he swallowed his food.I knew that it was a tactic to change the subject but I wanted t

Waylon looked so frazzled when I left him in the quad. His phone missing was upsetting him even though he tried to put on a calm face. He let me know that he would come to me after the last lab he was monitoring.I tried to let him know that he didn’t need to rush and that he could relax, but that didn’t seem to do anything.I would talk to him later, and tell him that he didn’t need to be in contact with me every minute of every day. And that it was okay if he was busy because his schedule was packed and I didn’t want him to worry about me.I went to the security desk, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of a computer. He didn’t even notice me standing in front of him.“Hello,” I said with a smile.He tore his gaze from the computer and looked at me. “Hello, what can I help you with?”“I was wondering if a phone was handed in today.”“I just started, but here

The girl in front of me was asking the stupidest questions intentionally to keep me around until the other students left. I glanced at the clock. It was quarter to ten, and Wakely was waiting for me. I knew she was watching a movie with Cora, so that made me feel better.“So, I was thinking that maybe you could help me study for this class.” She asked as she skimmed my arm with a finger.I quickly pulled it away. “Normally, you would have study partners with people within the class,” I said quickly as I stacked the papers I was grading neatly, shoved them into a folder, and into my bag.“Then maybe we don’t have to study.” She winked at me.I sighed. “Did you have any other questions…about the course or lab?”“Nope.” She popped the ‘p’ when she said it.“Great, have a nice weekend. I’ll see you next week in the lab.” I got up and left, but