Chasing Day Series: Chasing Day & Catching Day

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Book: Chasing Day Series: Chasing Day & Catching Day by Twyla Turner Read Free Book Online
Authors: Twyla Turner
screw around with.” He grumbled to his reflection.
    He turned on the faucet and washed off her lipstick. As he wiped his face off with one of the hand towels, a knock sounded on the door.
    “Just a second,” Chase shouted towards the door.
    His body hadn’t calmed down yet, with the memory of her lips still on his. He pulled off his flannel and tied it around his waist. The sleeves dangled in front of his jeans, blocking his situation. Chase reached for the lock on the door and turned the knob. When he opened the door, he was surprised at who stood there waiting.
    Whitney smiled at him brightly. “Hey, Chase. I thought you might want to spend seven minutes in real heaven, not with some inexperienced freshman.”
    “Lay off, Whitney. She never did anything to you that you didn’t do first.” Chase went to move past her.
    “Aw, come on. Don’t be like that.” Whitney pouted.
    She stepped closer to him and stroked a finger down his chest. When he didn’t move or knock her hand out of the way, she walked forward, making him step backwards until she could shut and lock the door.
    “Okay, I’ll be honest. The only reason I hate her so much is because she gets to spend so much time with you.” Whitney looked up at him coyly, through her long eyelashes. “I’ve always wanted you, Chase.”
    Chase didn’t know what to do. His defenses were completely down. His emotions, brain, and body were all at war. He’d just realized that he had feelings for his best friend. He didn’t want their relationship to get ruined. He was completely turned on like any normal virginal teenage boy with raging hormones. And this pretty, albeit snotty girl was making herself available to him.
    Chase thought for a few moments more as Whitney bit her bottom lip invitingly. He took a single step towards her and a triumphant smile spread across her face. The smile said, Gotcha! His body won the battle.
     
     
     
    “So do you think he’s going to ask you out now?” Amy asked Daylen after grilling her for every detail that happen in the closet.
    “I don’t know. I hope so.” Daylen said as her eyes scanned the room for Chase. “He’s been in the bathroom for an awfully long time.” Daylen frowned when she didn’t see that he’d returned yet.
    “Well, maybe if you go find him, you can kiss him again.” Amy smiled, her eyes lighting up with excitement for her friend.
    “I don’t know about all that, but I wouldn’t mind,” Daylen said, hopeful.
    Amy pushed her towards the hallway where the bathroom was located. Daylen slowly walked up to the closed bathroom door. She raised her hand to knock when she heard a familiar voice.
    “Oh God, Whitney!”
    Daylen stumbled back against the wall, at the sound of Chase’s voice moaning her tormentor’s name. She stood rooted to the spot. Frozen with dread. A few minutes later, Whitney opened the door as she straightened her skirt. A satisfied smile turned up her lips when she saw Daylen standing there. Daylen looked past her into the bathroom and saw Chase zipping up his pants.
    “Sorry, he needed a real woman.” The delusional fifteen-year-old proclaimed proudly with a smirk.
    Daylen’s entire body flushed hot with anger and she pushed off the wall towards the girl. Whitney flinched back. It would be the only bit of satisfaction that Daylen would get from her heart being broken.
    “That’s what I thought.” Daylen sneered at the girl. She watched as Whitney hightailed it down the hall.
    Daylen’s hurt-filled eyes turned back to Chase. His soft brown eyes returned her gaze guiltily.
    “Daylen, I-” Chase began.
    “I’d like to go home now,” Daylen said softly as she looked away from him.
    She wasn’t sure if she’d ever look at him the same again. It felt like her heart had splintered into tiny pieces. Her throat felt like it had swollen shut, as it worked up and down convulsively. The backs of her eyelids burned and she had to keep blinking back tears.
    “Day, I’m

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