All Chapters of CRAWLING TO YOU: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Gabby’s POVHe said it like the words were reasonable. Like holding my friend still while a band played softly in the background and strangers chanted was a normal day.“You’ve lost your fucking mind!” Yuna shouted, still straining against the hand on her arm. “You think Gabby would ever fall for someone like you? What makes you think she would ever kiss a freak like you?”Alex’s jaw tightened and for a fraction of a second, something moved through his eyes when he looked at her…not the soft, practiced devotion he wore for cameras or the causal annoyance people get when in a situation they don’t like. The look was colder and more deadly. The kind of look that didn’t belong on a mummy’s-boy face. It slid through me like ice water. You know…like those serial killers in messed up movies?Then it was gone, smoothed away so quickly I almost doubted I had seen it.I forced my voice steady. “Let my friend go, now.”Alex shrugged lightly, pushed the bouquet into my hands forcefully, and step

Gabby’s POV“I’m fine,” I said, softer. “I just got off the phone with Mom and I told her everything. Safe to say I won’t be marrying that bastard.”He exhaled hard, relief rough in the sound. “Mrs. Walter is my hero at this point.”We both laughed at that and when it settled, I asked quietly, “When are you coming? Ethan flew in to stay with me for a bit.”His voice dropped, grumpy and immediately possessive. “Are you two alone?”I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see it. “Don’t get worked up, mister. His girlfriend broke up with him. He’s heartbroken and needs some comfort.”“Doesn’t he have male friends?”“Stop. Ethan is my best friend. If he doesn't come to me when things like this happen, I’m going to be upset.”A pause…then he spoke again, still grumpy. “As long as he doesn’t get too close to you.”“He’s not like that. Don’t worry.”Another beat. Then something shifted on his end…movement, a muffled voice in the background and before I could ask what that was, he cleared hi

Aiden’s POVValerie’s face went nuclear right at that moment as she blurted out in a fit of rage.“Yours?” She let out a sharp, ugly laugh. “That’s adorable, sweetheart. Do you even know who you’re talking to? I have been in his bed. I met his family. I waited while he played whatever game he was playing, and now some pretty face from nowhere thinks she can walk up and claim him? Over my dead body!”“I’m not a lunatic like you,” Daisy shot back with a grin. “I’m standing next to him. You’re the one screaming in a parking lot like a rejected extra in a romance movie.”“You little piece of shit!” Valerie yelled.“Enough.” I said, my voice cutting through both of them. I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose hard. “I don’t belong to either of you so please…just get the fuck away from me. Both of you,” I said coldly.Valerie turned on me like I had slapped her.“Oh, that’s rich. You don’t belong to anyone until it’s convenient, right? Until you need someone to smile at dinners and look

Julian’s POVI cleared my throat, the silence stretching just long enough to make me do something stupid.“You know,” I said, aiming for casual and landing somewhere near catastrophic, “Aiden and I grew up together. Same house. Same chaos. Same… everything, really. We’re basically the same person if you squint. So if it helps, you could just pretend it’s Aiden sitting here with you for a second.”Daisy turned to look at me and actually squinted her eyes.My heart skipped so hard I almost checked my pulse.Does she think I look good?Did I brush my hair today?Why the fuck did I wear this shirt to work of all days? Is there food stuck in my teeth?Can she see the stress sweat? Is stress sweat a visible thing? Why are my hands doing that thing on my knees?She held my gaze for maybe thirty seconds. Maybe less. Then she shook her head and looked away again, eyes locking back on the door with that same eager focus. And whatever fragile hope had lifted in my chest folded itself neatly in

Aiden’s POVRelief hit me the second Julian backed down.I didn’t know what was wrong with him…why he suddenly thought he liked Daisy. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that she is a bad person. She is just… weird. I can’t put my hand on it. But I know that there’s something under the soft voice and the orphanage nostalgia that never sat right. And I did not want Julian with her. Not in our house. Not in his head. Not anywhere close enough for her to dig her claws in…at least until I’ve figured out what she’s all about.We were almost to the point where she stood when my phone dinged.I pulled it out of my jacket without hesitation, expecting a message from Marcus.But it wasn’t.The first line stopped me cold.‘It’s Mrs. Shelby… I’m sorry we got off on the wrong foot. Are you still in Boston? Can we meet as soon as possible? Whatever you do… don’t trust that wretched soul. Don’t trust Daisy and I’ll explain the reason when I can. Call me through this number in an hour so we can tal