Chapter 200 Minutes

• Four days since I met him and three days since I’d last seen him. I was getting ready when an unwelcome feeling filled my chest. Nervousness. Why hadn’t he stopped by to see me? Was he staying away to torture me, or… was there… someone else?
• Even as I drove to Ocean Side for my next shift, I grew excited with the thought of tonight being the night I saw him again. What happened to hating him? I felt like I could hate and want to see him at the same time. My heart thrummed in my chest at the image of him throwing the door open and using me like he did the first time. I was not ashamed of where my thoughts instantly went when Shane was involved. I wondered what we would do when he did show up and wondered how I had even driven this far without crashing.
• My phone rang and pulled me from my daydream of all the wicked things I wanted Shane to do to me. Irritation filled me, not from the call, but from the fact that even though he annoyed the hell out of me, I couldn’t help but want him. I wanted to feel, taste, and see him. Even when I lied to myself using Max as an excuse, deep down, I knew I wanted to see them both. Donny’s name flashed as the incoming caller. I pressed the green button on the screen in front of me.