Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 138

No answer. A chill crept down my spine.

But now wasn't the time to chicken out. I forced myself to sound braver than I felt. "Who the hell are you?"

""It's me, Pete!"

Footsteps followed, and then he added, "Your date from the café earlier."

Wait, what?

Of all people, Pete? After just one coffee date, he was out here creeping on me? That made this whole thing even creepier.

The hallway was pitch black because the lights were out. I could barely see a thing, just some vague shapes barely lit by the moonlight sneaking in through the window.

He wasn't close enough for me to see his face yet.

I gripped my key tight, ready to defend myself if I had to. "Why are you following me?"

"Don't freak out, okay? I'm not here to hurt you. I just wanted to make sure you got home safe. It's late, and it's not exactly safe for a girl to walk alone at this hour," he said as he finally stepped into view. I almost laughed at that.

seriously? Stalking me in the dark was

hadn't agreed to anything with him.

he'd already followed me home, pissing him off wasn't going to help. So, I swallowed my frustration and tried to

I spoke, Pete stepped out from behind the stairwell. I'm a bit

made his intentions crystal clear. I tightened my grip on

you're thinking about dating me, so what's the big deal about a glass

shot through the roof as

water. What's the harm?" His smile twisted into something

hands started shaking, but I was ready. If he took one more step, I'd drive that key right

crash, Pete was hurled backward, like he'd been hit by some invisible force straight out of a Marvel flick. He slammed into the

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so fast-crash, bounce, splat-it looked brutal even from where I

was about to catch my breath, a voice, all too familiar, whispered in my ear, "You

It was Hayden.

coldly addressed Pete, who was still lying there like a heap on the stairs. "Get

to do more

tell where the injury was. He glanced at me, his eyes

up, blocking my view as he glared at Pete. "You want to