Arrogant Heir (The Heirs #2) - Michelle Heard Page 0,17
so fucking heavy on me, it feels like I can’t breathe.
But somehow, my grandfather and father managed to serve the position well, and they got to be with the women they love.
It’s hard to separate Mila from my circle of friends. I’d die for any of them in a heartbeat, and yes, I love each one of them… but…
What’s the fucking difference between loving a friend and loving the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with? Because that’s the kind of love it will take for me to start a relationship with Mila. Nothing less.
She’s not just another girl I can randomly date. Not with the business ties between our families.
I punch the damn pillow and turn onto my side. I will my mind to shut down so I can get some sleep, but the questions keep whirling, and the emotions keep nagging for attention.
Mila’s gorgeous as fuck. She’s intelligent, and her sass is everything.
Yeah? But…
She fights me at every turn, and I love the challenge.
And? Is that enough?
Fuck, it feels like there’s some weird tango going on inside of me. One step forward, two steps back.
Yeah, I’d die for any of my friends, so I can’t use that as a measuring stick. I let out a frustrated growl as I keep trying to find the difference between loving a friend and being in love.
The attraction is definitely there, but that can’t be the only difference. Right?
Is she home yet?
I get up and go to check, and still seeing her door open with no sign of her, I begin to worry.
Fuck this.
I go back to my room, and grabbing my phone, I type out a text.
Jase: Are you okay? Will you be home tonight?
I fucking stare at the phone, and as the minutes tick over, I keep tapping on the screen so it will light up, hoping to see her read it any second.
When it finally shows she’s read it, I let out a heavy breath.
Thank fuck.
And then it shows she’s typing.
Mila: I’m staying the night. My first lecture isn’t until 11. I told Jade.
I stare at the message wondering why the hell it bothers me.
It’s because you were worried.
Now that I know she’s okay, I toss my phone to the side of the bed and go back to staring at the ceiling.
Sleep keeps evading me until I get up and go to the kitchen for a bottle of water.
I chug half of it down and walking back to my room, I stop in front of Mila’s.
Knowing she won’t be back tonight, I step into her private space and shut the door behind me. Leaving the light off, I go to sit down on her bed and stare at the shadow of the half-full bottle in my hands.
You miss her.
Yeah, but I’d miss any of my friends if they were gone for three days.
Right?
I’d miss Hunter for sure. Fallon and Hana as well. Hell, I’d even miss Kao and Noah.
My thoughts get stuck on Jade.
Would you have noticed if she weren’t here this weekend?
I’m sure I would’ve noticed, but with her being Hunter’s girlfriend, I wouldn’t miss her. That would be… weird.
A while back, when Hunter and Jade were fighting, I didn’t bother checking in on Jade. I was focused on Hunter.
Everything in me begins to still as I latch onto the differences between Jade and Mila.
Fuck. Could that be it?
I try to imagine kissing Jade and instantly pull a weirded out face. God, no. Never. The thought alone is enough to traumatize me.
Also, Hunter would kick my ass if he knew I just thought about it.
“Go to fucking sleep, Jase,” I grumble at myself. Getting up, I leave Mila’s room and head back to mine. Falling down on the bed, I let out a groan as I try to find a comfortable position.
MILA
Late for my class, I sprint across the lawn. I slip into the auditorium and slump down on the first available seat. Crap, that was too close. Serves me right for oversleeping.
Not your fault you were up half the damn night, thinking about the text Jase sent you.
I let out a sigh and remove my laptop from my bag. I try to focus on the lesson as it starts, but my thoughts keep going back to the fact that Jase now knows I love him.
I should have kept my big mouth shut.
I spent the weekend with my parents because I needed time to process everything. It didn’t help at all, though.