Chapter 33
Jordan knows something is up. I ignored his call last night before bed, and when he asked me if I wanted him to pick me up I answered way too quickly. He's texted me twice since I got in my truck asking me what's wrong. I'm a bundle of nerves as I sit in the small amount of morning traffic. Between my dad's attitude to me, Jordan's inevitable freak out, and what Dominic said yesterday, I just can't think straight. I find a little comfort in the traffic as it delays Jordan's reaction. I know he's going to be angry, and hurt. He's going to be mad it happened, and upset that I kept it from him. Knots form once again in my stomach. A wave of nausea hits me like a ton of bricks. He's going to be devastated that I kept this from him. I don't even know why I did. Fear? I didn't want to upset hi
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