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

Chapter 140

I turned to look at Hayden, and he was staring right back at me. With just the two of us alone in that quiet room, the air felt thick.

It was crazy, though. We'd stayed in the same hotel room before without any issues.

But now, in this two-bedroom apartment, it was like the walls were closing in, and the space between us was shrinking, making it hard to even breathe.

After a few moments of this intense staring contest, Hayden finally broke the silence. "Maybe I should just crash on the couch."

I blinked, completely thrown.

"Only your real boyfriend should be sleeping in your room. I... the couch is fine," Hayden added, sounding like he was trying to convince himself as much as me. His words hit me, making me feel like I was somehow being unfair to him.

I knew what he was up to-he was laying on the pressure, subtly hinting that he wanted to be more than just a friend.

Guess it's true what they say: honest guys can be the most cunning.

But I wasn't going to fall for it. I just shrugged and said, "Suit yourself," before hurrying into my parents'

room.

after I crawled into bed, sleep didn't come easy. The tension from

to defend myself, who

that Hayden came looking for

I couldn't help but glance at the door. But it was closed, so I couldn't see a thing. Was he really going to sleep on the

his footsteps outside-probably washing up or something-but I knew he wasn't asleep

bed and listening to my parents moving

realized how

planning to wait until Hayden fell asleep before sneaking out to check on him. But as I listened, my eyelids got heavier and

in the middle of the night, needing to use the bathroom. As I opened the door, I remembered I'd

remembered Hayden was still in the apartment, so on my

out on the tiny

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really made me stop in my tracks was the sight of him covered with my pink blanket.

my real boyfriend, yet there he was, all

this uncomfortable setup just to make sure I was

I'd wake up after using the bathroom and find it impossible to fall back asleep. The emptiness of the apartment was suffocating, and

cared, no one loved me. Even if

the apartment, here for me, ready to protect me if anything happened, I slept better than I had in a long time.