Hating the Player (Campus Wallflowers #2)

by Rebecca Jenshak

“And you thought of me? How sweet.” Sarcasm drips from his words.

You have a lot of nervr boy

God, what a dick thing to say. Sure, I was just repeating her words, but she’s earned the right to say shitty things to me.

Glad we are on the same page

My brain might know this is temporary, but my heart is punching to get out of my chest. It’s belonged to her since the first time I met her.

“Contrary to what you think, Vi, I care about you. If I thought you needed something, I’d do a lot more than kick down a door to get to you.”

“I fucked up. I know I did and I’m not making any excuses. I’m sorry. So fucking sorry. I’d given up any chance of us working past what I did, but these past twenty-four hours, I felt a connection with you again. You can’t tell me you don’t feel this.” He motions between us.

“It wasn’t in your head, though. I’ve never met anyone like you or had such a strong pull toward someone.” I rub a hand over my chest. “Those weeks we were talking are filled with some of my best memories. Whatever you want to believe about me, know that it wasn’t in your head.”

“Really. I just wasn’t expecting you to ask like that. I’m not dating anyone else, and I have no plans to while we’re… whatever.” “Dating, exclusively, not whatever.” I nip at her bottom lip. “Come over later, girlfriend. No matter how late it is. I’ll be up.”

“I have to go. I’ll see you later.” “Boyfriend.” “What?” she asks, taking another step away. “I’ll see you later, boyfriend,” I say. She holds my hand until the distance pulls them apart. “I’ll see you later, boyfriend.”

Fuck I love them pls tell me he didn't actually cheat

“I cheated on you,” he says softly. “I can make all the excuses I want about being drunk or not remembering it, but I did it. I’m capable of that.”

I KNEW IT WAS ABOUT THIS

“Number one, I have the hottest girlfriend alive.” “Two, I can’t imagine my life without you.” “And three?” I ask. “I have been in love with you since the night your sandal broke, and I carried you to your dorm.” My heart threatens to burst in my chest. “Which one is the lie?” “None of them.” He grins. “They’re all true.”