All Chapters of The Things We Don't Say: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

It was the deep rumble. The way I felt it in every inch of my body, the thrill settling in the pit of my stomach. I tried really hard to push it out, to stop and just turn around. It was too dark. It was somehow too hot. “Get out.”His voice echoed through the walls of the room, settling in the centre. It smelled of him, concentrated in here. This was his space. This was home. Unlike the house in JAR that had bits and pieces of him, this was his entirety. And I was standing in the middle of the chaos. "You wanted me to take the job." I took a step forward, the pain ebbing away. "Although I don't mind quitting, seeing as the first thing you have made me do today is wait for hours when we have a whole city to get to."I couldn’t see. Not yet. But I heard the soft whisper of sheets, as if he was rousing. A frustrated groan followed and then silence. I would have thought he’d fallen asleep if I didn’t know him so well, if I couldn’t feel him in every fragment of my being. “You shouldn

We are in Spain. The airport rose imposingly behind as we filed into the car that had been waiting for the last hour before we landed. Perks of being an Arthur. The driver moved to the back to shove our suitcases into the trunk, while we found our positions.Of course, it was a limousine. Arthur sat at the front with the driver, murmuring something about needing to make a business call without our voices getting in the way. Heather hated it. She pouted like a child, but Jordan barely paid her any attention.Now, the back was oddly quiet. Everyone was on their phones, pressing away. I needed to do something. So, I shot a text to Anna, informing her we were in Spain already. She wanted to call. She was dying to see what it was like from my lens. But I couldn't speak to Anna here. For once, Heather was in the car with us. She was a haughty rich kid who hated anything that wasn't in her class. And I didn't want her to hurt Anna's feelings. I would be helpless, and I didn't want Anna to

"Honey, what are you talking about?" The woman knelt in front of her daughter, while I stopped in my tracks, turning sharply. "Did you see him?"The little girl nodded. "There was this man who was reading with me at the bookstore. He asked where he could get a snack. He was hungry."“And what did you tell him?” I walked closer to them.“I told him he had to ask my mommy, since she knows the area. And he wanted to check the time and couldn’t find his phone. So, he left to go find it.”Her mother looked up at me. “Does that sound like the person you are looking for?”“I have been trying to reach him, but it keeps going straight to voicemail.” I turned to the little girl. “Do you know the direction he went in?”Her little fingers pointed in the opposite path from where I was headed. “It was the wrong way, wasn’t it? He looked new to the area.”“Thank you,” I breathed, squeezing her shoulders, before running in that direction. The sound of my shoes hitting the ground was the only audible

The neon lights pulsed with so much enthusiasm as we stepped into the club. It was loud and noisy, every single thing I hated. But I pushed in regardless, because I’d already caused such a drama today and I wasn’t going to make life harder for anyone else.I was still embarrassed after making everyone wait because I’d lost my phone and gotten lost. It was worse that my mom would have tried to reach me, along with Anna and James. James might not even realize it till later, but Anna and Mom?I was certain they would be trying to contact the whole world right now.It occurred to me to ask Jordan if Anna had tried reaching him, but he hadn’t said a word to me since he walked me back to the car, which was two hours ago. And now, he seemed to be making it a point to avoid me throughout the night.If this was the way he wanted it to go, I was going to play along with his tune. “I have got to introduce you to the boys,” Aiden yelled into Jordan’s ears, pulling him into the crowd. Heather fol

I had decided on two things in the couple of minutes I’d spent on the dance floor. One, Enzo was an incredibly sweet person. Not once had he taken his eyes off me on the dance floor. Not once had his hands slid from where they were, wrapped around my waist. He was careful, respectful, like I was a fragile ornament he was scared of breaking. But the second…I wasn't proud of it. The second was that all of me wanted to be in this. God knew how long it had been since I'd allowed myself to have this much fun. I hadn't been in any form of relationship since I started at college.And there wasn’t even the time for that.Enzo was right here, and it wasn’t hard to guess his intentions. Yet, I couldn’t stop angling my head, craning, like I was looking for something.Or someone."Do you have some sort of curfew?" He asked suddenly as the song bled into another. He had to speak above the music, had to push in closer so I would hear him. His breath teased my ears, and I resisted the urge to giggl