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.

Stalking me in the dark

and I hadn't agreed to anything with him. Now he was acting like my personal bodyguard?

home, pissing him off wasn't going to help. So, I swallowed my frustration and tried to stay calm. "Thanks for the concern, but I'm home

I spoke, Pete stepped out from behind the stairwell. I'm a bit thirsty. How about you give me

intentions crystal clear. I tightened my grip on

thinking about dating me, so what's the big

as he edged

the harm?" His smile twisted into

took one more step,

air whipped past my face. With a thunderous crash, Pete was hurled backward, like he'd been

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whole thing happened so fast-crash, bounce, splat-it looked

to catch my breath, a voice, all too familiar, whispered

It was Hayden.

addressed Pete, who was still lying there like a heap on the stairs. "Get lost. If you're still here in

clearly trying to move, but he was too messed up to do more than flop around. After a few painful seconds, he finally managed to push himself to his

covered in blood, and I couldn't even tell where the injury was. He glanced

hand shot up, blocking my view as he glared at Pete. "You