All Chapters of Falling For The Wrong Kane: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Wren’s POVBy the time I got back to the apartment that evening, I was exhausted enough to forget about everything else for a while.The retreat, the Foundation project, classes, and the constant responsibilities at the rink had taken up most of my time lately, so having an evening without somewhere I needed to be felt unusual.I changed into something comfortable, tied my hair back, and went into the kitchen to make dinner.My roommate was sitting at the counter with her laptop open, barely paying attention to whatever she was watching.“You are actually cooking?” she asked when she saw me taking vegetables out of the refrigerator.“I've been eating whatever I can find between classes and work, so I thought I should make something that resembles an actual meal tonight.” I placed everything on the counter and reached for a knife.“That looks ambitious for someone who complained about being tired ten minutes ago.” She closed her laptop slightly and looked at what I was preparing.“Cook

Jonah’s POV I inhaled sharply the minute Mr Whitworth asked that dreadful question. I could feel all the veins in my head popping out in that moment seeing Wren standing there helpless with no solid backing. “What are you going to do about this?” He asked her. My heart sank deeper as Wren looked as though she had been asked to solve a problem that was already too large for her to carry.“I don't know yet. My father made a terrible decision, and I'm sorry for what happened.” She glanced toward her mother before answering. “I'm not asking for another apology, I'm asking what your family intends to do about the damage.” Mr. Whitworth said. “I will pay for it.” She exhaled sharply.“Wren.” Her mother's head turned sharply toward her.“I will find a way.” She patted her mother's hand. “Do you know how much the repairs will cost?” Mr. Whitworth studied her. “No.” She frowned. “Then you may want to reconsider your words.” He shot at her. “I don't need to know the exact amount to kno

Jonah’s POV The awkward silence that followed my confession made me shrugg but I still could not bring myself to look away from her. I hadn't planned to say them. I hadn't even realized they were sitting that close to the surface until they came out.Wren lowered her eyes to the table, and I watched her fingers tighten slightly around the edge of her napkin. She didn't tell me she felt the same way, but she didn't tell me she didn't either.I leaned back in my chair, suddenly aware of how quiet the room had become.“I shouldn't have said that,” I murmured.“Why?” She looked up at me. “Because I don't know what you are supposed to do with it.”“And what am I supposed to do with it?” She studied my face. “I don't know.” I shut my eyes for a second. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but she stopped. I couldn't look away from her.For weeks, I had been trying to convince myself that whatever I felt for her was temporary. Attraction, curiosity, and the thrill of bein

Jonah’s POV The kiss lasted longer than I intended.I could feel Wren's hands against my shoulders as the rain soaked through both of us, and I tightened my arms around her waist. There was no thought of Brooke, my family, the engagement, or the consequences waiting for us once the night ended. There was only Wren standing in front of me and the way she had kissed me back without hesitation.When we finally pulled apart, she kept her hands on my shoulders and looked up at me. Her cheeks were flushed, and her wet hair clung to the sides of her face.“We're completely soaked,” she said, laughing softly.“You think?” I looked down at my shirt. She laughed again and hurried toward the car.I followed her, opened the passenger door, and waited for her to climb inside before getting behind the wheel. The moment I started the engine, I turned the heat all the way up.“Your car is going to smell like wet clothes.” Wren rubbed her arms. “My car will survive.” I smiled at her. “You're no

Jonah’s POV I watched Wren disappear into the storage room with the remaining supplies, and for a moment, I considered following her.Brooke was still beside me, her arm linked through mine, so I forced myself to look at her instead.“You're unusually quiet, is something wrong?” she said as we walked away from the rink. “Nothing is wrong. I was just thinking about the meeting with your father.” I looked away from her with a deep sigh. “He was actually impressed that you stepped in.” Brooke nodded and rested her head briefly against my shoulder. “I didn't do anything special.” I scoffed. “That's one of the things I like about you. You are so generous and treat poor people kindly.” She smiled.I returned the smile, but my mind wasn't on her. It was Wren walking away from me.I knew why she had done it. The moment Brooke appeared, Wren had remembered exactly where she stood in my life, and I couldn't blame her for protecting herself.The problem was that I didn't want her to.I spe