Matched

Chapter 14

“Spencer! Wake up!” my dad yelled to me. I groaned and curled myself tighter into a ball. I wondered to myself how long it would be before he used his alpha command on me.

“Now!” he bellowed and I shot up involuntarily. Not long at all.

“Yeah?” I spoke through my sleepy haze. I rubbed my eyes and stretched, trying to shake it off.

“Luke and Dillon are here,” he grunted. “Five minutes before I send them up.”

“Ugh,” I groaned as I crawled out of bed and to the bathroom. I wouldn’t have cared if it was Luke, but Dillon was here and I did have some shame. I did the fastest makeup job I’d ever done and brush out my hair while I walked to my room and I tugged on some shorts and pulled a tank top over my head. I was fixing my hair when they walked in. Luke didn’t even knock.

“You know, I could’ve not had my pants on. You always knock before you walk into a girl’s room, Luke.”

“You’re a girl?!” he shouted in mock outrage. I gave him a flat look and Dillon chuckled.

“And you,” I pointed to Dillon. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Sorry,” Dillon gave me a sheepish grin. I shrugged. Then he pulled me into a hug. I internally cringed, but hugged him back nonetheless. When I pulled away, Luke had a funny look on his face. I was stilled a bit peeved at him. If he had wanted to apologize, he wouldn’t have brought Dillon. I also wanted to speak with him about Anna. How could he not tell me right away that he marked her? I shared everything with him. Mostly the important stuff. That’s pretty big. And important. I couldn’t help but feel like I was out of the loop. I put my hands on my hips.

“So what do you want?” I shot the question at Luke, but Dillon answered.

“We just wanted to make sure you were okay. You took off last night. I was worried,” his forehead winkled as he frowned. I felt the air whoosh out of my stomach. Guilt was eating me away slowly.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t feeling good. I didn’t want to bother anyone,” I brushed it off.

“Well, you had us all worried,” Dillon mumbled. His cheeks reddened slightly.

“Sorry,” I looked at my shoes.

“Um, Luke, can I talk with Spencer for a minute? Alone?” Dillon looked to Luke and he looked taken aback, but he nodded and slipped out of the door without a word.

“What do you want to talk about?” I crossed my arms over my chest. I was uncomfortable. This was the boy I had cheated on. I was nervous in a way that he had found out. I felt horrible, too. I never in a million years imagined myself as being a two-timer. Sure, I had a big reason, but I was having an internal conflict about it.

“Spencer, we’re dating, aren’t we? How could you think that it would bother me if you wanted to go home? It’s not your fault you didn’t feel good. You shouldn’t have walked,” he reached out and grabbed one of my arms, unfolding them from in front of my chest to around his waist. His hands cupped my cheeks and I looked up at him in the eyes reluctantly.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

“I said I was sorry,” I mumbled, looking away.

“No, I don’t want you to apologize, Spencer. I want you to trust me in the fact that I wouldn’t make you go home alone. You’re okay, right? I heard that Russel found you,” his voice had an edge when he said Russel’s name. I couldn’t help getting annoyed.

“Yeah, he did. And I fell and scraped my knee, but Russel helped clean it up,” I figured I shouldn’t lie more than I already had. I hated lying and I was doing too much of it lately.