Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right

Chapter80

Ugh, so awkward!

I could practically feel the secondhand embarrassment radiating from Demi.

She was definitely flustered, but she covered it with a laugh. “Sure thing, Mr. Hart, thanks a ton!”

Demi set my bag down and rushed over to me, practically dragging me along as we sped away. Under her breath, she muttered, “Did Mr. Hart wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? He’s so moody today.”

I stayed quiet, but while Demi picked up on Hayden’s harsh tone, I caught something different… Maybe he told her to get her own breakfast so she wouldn’t trouble me.

‘Was he concerned about me? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I started worrying I was overthinking things, turning something small into a big deal.

“Let’s sit separately,” I suggested once we had our food, trying to avoid any more awkward encounters with Hayden after last night. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Why? Wouldn’t it be better to sit together? We can go ov today’s plans,” Demi countered, using work as the perfect excuse I couldn’t argue against.

But I called her out anyway, “You just want to look at Mr. Hart while he eats, don’t you?”

“Keira, you’re catching on to me too well!” Demi replied, grinning like a guilty child.

I knew there was no getting out of sharing a table with Hayden, so I let it go. The last thing I needed was for Demi to pick up on anything and start piecing things together.

She was sharp, always good at reading between the lines.

But just as we were about to sit down, someone walked up. “Demi, is that really you?”

A cute girl with a tray of breakfast smiled at her.

Demi jumped up, her face lighting up. “Peggy, what are you doing here?”

“I’m on a business trip. It’s been forever! How about we eat together?” the girl suggested, clearly excited. Demi’s first instinct wasn’t to check with me but to glance at Hayden, then back at me before she told the girl, “Sure, sounds awesome.”

She grabbed her tray, gave a quick nod to Hayden and me, and took off with her old friend.

And just like that, it was down to Hayden and me. The awkwardness was already creeping in, and now it was about to skyrocket.

You don’t need to be embarrassed. Last night, you only slept in my bed–it’s not like we actually… slept together,” Hayden said, so casually that I nearly choked on the cream soup I was sipping.

I covered my mouth, and he handed me a napkin

I shot him a glare as I snatched the napkin from his hand. After wiping my mouth, I leaned in closer and whispered, “Why didn’t you wake me up last night?”

“I did. You didn’t wake up.” Hayden replied, cool as ever, still munching on his breakfast.

“I don’t believe you,” I snapped back. I was a light sleeper.

“Well, I tried. Believe what you want,” Hayden said with a shrug, like it didn’t matter whether I believed him

or not.

His whatever attitude only made me more annoyed. I knew if I ended up in his bed, it was because he put me there. Just thinking about it made my face heat up with embarrassment. “Even if I didn’t wake up, you could’ve taken me back to my room.”

“Fine, next time I will,” Hayden replied, and I froze.

Next time?

He had to be joking. There wasn’t going to be a next time.

I bit into my custard roll a little too forcefully, chewing while trying to keep it together. Then, I suddenly remembered something and warned him, “Don’t tell Demi about last night.”

Hayden had already finished his meal. He wiped his mouth with a napkin. “What are you so afraid of? That she’ll get the wrong idea? Or are you worried it’ll mess your rep, or… that your boyfriends might find out?”

I nearly choked. “What did you just say?”

“If anyone should be worried, it’s me,” Hayden said, folding his napkin into a neat square.

“What are you worried about? Hm?” I asked, feeling both confused and irritated.