Chapter 33. Sour Blood

Bree’s POV

As I sit in the front seat of Hayden’s car, I can’t wait to get home and lie in bed. It felt awkward being here; I kept fiddling and shifting. I am in my seat because my nerves are constantly working. I want to tell myself it has nothing to do with the green-eyed boy beside me. He has been on my mind for the last few hours, making me angst.

His confession last night caught me off guard, and I just stood there speechless, saying absolutely nothing. I knew he was hurt by my lack of response to his feelings, but I didn’t know what to do either.

Never in a million years did I ever think Hayden King would ever fall for me, his archenemy. Right now, things were a bit awkward between us, not to talk about the questionable glance Sofie has been sending my way from the back seat of the car.

I moved my gaze from the window to the front and very carefully to my left. He was leaning back on his seat with his body fully relaxed. His eyes were focused on