She was fire; he was ice.
He was bad and she was good.
He was rude cocky and arrogant. She was sarcastic, depressed and lonely.
Opposites attract. But so do lies, murder, bets, and promises.
For we are all crooked souls trying to stay up straight...
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Dedication: I would like to dedicate this chapter to both H0lly101 and @Drama_Crazyfor all of the comments and love they have sent for this book! This chapter is dedicated to you!
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Chapter 31: The Good Girl's Promise • SEXY BATHROOM DOORS •
• KIMBERLY •
The next morning, sunlight was blinding my sleeping face. Even with closed eyelids, I could still see the blazing red color you get when you close your eyes and a bright light is raining down on you. The light reflected off of my wooden floors and off of my walls. Making me realize that I totally forgot to shut the curtains before going to bed.
I groan loudly and turn over, trying to block out the sun's annoying brightness. That's when I felt a strong vise holding me in place. I freeze, realizing that I am not alone in this bed. I open one eye to take a peek at who was holding onto me. Ryder was sleeping on his back with his one arm draped over me.
His other arm was draped over his eyes as the sunlight bore down on his face also. Sleep came easily last night and my nightmares were fewer each time I was with him. My body was pressed tightly against him somehow in the middle of the night, while his arm was tightly holding my body.
"Ryder..." I groggily said, trying to wake up the sleeping model next to me.
He mumbles something under his breath and pulled me closer. I felt my heart skip a beat when his hand was flush against the skin of my stomach. His breath was now fanning along my neck causing me to go under cardiac arrest.
It's hard for me to believe that the most popular guy in school who could pass as a model, liked me. I'm surprised that there is no catch to this. He likes me, and I like him.
I felt a smile blossom on my face before it all came crashing down when I slept through my alarm. It was 6:34 in the morning.
I am thirty-four minutes behind schedule. Crap. I try wiggling myself from Ryder's grip but it only tightens as if he was a snake and I was his prey.
I said louder, "Ryder! Get up, we are going to be late!"
Ryder mumbled, "Five more minutes, Princess."
His morning voice...
Focus Kimberly!
"No, Ryder I need to get up," I plead to the stubborn idiot still holding onto me.
Ryder opened one of his eyes. It squinted in the brightness of the room as they landed on me. He notices my frazzled appearance and sighs, before letting me go.
I quickly get out of bed. I could feel Ryder's tired and perverted eyes on me as I gather clean clothes for today.
I catch his eyes and said, "Aren't you going to go get ready? We need to leave in thirty minutes."
