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Penn State University.
Home to the craziest sorority girls, most obnoxious football players, and a possible Vice President's son.
Sloane Beck wants nothing more than to have her cheating ex-boyfriend crawl back to her.
Blake Day wants not...
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Sloane Beck
We were on the plane back home.
He hadn't once talked to me since I watched him pinch the bridge of his nose after my invasive comment flew out of my mouth. I felt bad. I felt like I had betrayed him. I knew that I shouldn't feel like that because deep down, he was a selfish asshole.
We left almost immediately after the comment flew out of my mouth.
We rode the elevator in silence back to his penthouse where he immediately called the front desk to let our driver and aircrew know we were returning home earlier than expected. That alone made my heart fall even lower in the pit of my stomach.
In some sick and fucked up way, I felt bad.
We had been on the plane home for two hours now, it was dark outside and you could see nothing except the occasional light from the millions of lives below us.
I watched as he chewed at his bottom lip, his tiny cross-chain twirling in between his fingers.
He was so hard to read. He was hot and then cold all in the same moment. But he was Blake Day, he was what every woman wanted.
He had the looks. He had the money. He had the brains.
He had it all.
I shifted my position in my seat laying my head against the cabin. His gaze never moved despite the slight noise I made. I wanted him to talk to me, to yell at me—to act like regular Blake. The silent angry Blake was terrifying.
