Chapter11

#Chapter11

Gathering my wits, I just turned around and fled from the scene. I ran down the stairs and waited a moment to catch my breath.

I felt incredibly stupid.

What did I even expect from him? Did I think that a few stolen kisses would change him and make him less of a douchebag?! I think, for a moment I forgot who I was talking about. Guys like Harper Cain never changed. He was a playboy and he didn't care about anyone. He broke everyone's heart and I will not be next in line for him to trample over, I vowed to myself.

Plastering a smile on my face, I rejoined my friends. They didn't question my prolonged disappearance for which I was glad. I resumed swaying my hips to the peppy Katy Perry number and lost myself to the music.

After some time, I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist. I turned around to find Harper gazing down at me with adoration and lust. I wasn't going to be fooled again. I don't know what came over me, but I didn't remove his hands off of me.