Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 3

Harper

If I hadn't pulled away from Maddox’s lips, he would’ve had my underwear down to my knees. The thought of it turned my gaze ice-cold.

I smacked my slightly swollen lips and said, “I just wanted to see if kissing you would change anything.”

“And?” He smirked confidently.

Leaning closer to his ear, I said, “What makes you think I have any interest in dating Tiffany's brother?”

He poked his cheek, looking at me in disbelief.

I turned around to leave and he stood in place, not even saying a word. I was actually disappointed that kissing him felt that way. For someone who was a playboy and always charming with the ladies, I expected to feel something, anything.

It was then that I began to wonder. Had that been Grayson touching and kissing me like that, would I have let myself go?

I firmly shook my head, telling myself not even to entertain such thoughts. He was going to marry Tiffany.

My only interactions with him that night had been in the presence of others. It was clear he had no time for me and I didn't want to be there anymore, so without anyone noticing, I made my way back to the car.

It was best to leave before I found myself kissing Maddox again out of anger.

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, checking my eyes in the mirror. Did I look as much of an idiot as I felt? Yes.

I went from just wanting Grayson to notice me to kissing Maddox so willingly and boldly. I didn't even regret it.

Just as I began to drive away, I held on to the stupid hope that I would see Grayson from the rear view mirror, running outside so he could stop me from leaving, but that wasn't my fairy tale.

I made it home forty five minutes later. It was quite the distance from his place, but I had wanted to go that far just to see him.

I changed my clothes, removed my makeup, freshened up and got into bed, hoping that I would forget it all the following day.

The morning sun filtered through my curtains and I groaned, pulling the covers over my head while trying to convince myself that everything that happened last night was a dream, from the engagement announcement, to the steamy kiss with Maddox.

But the moment my phone buzzed on my nightstand and I reached for it to check the notifications, my eyes widened and I sat up.

The notifications were a mix of tags, group chats and lots of messages. My name was trending.

I had never posted pictures online about how different I now looked, but someone had posted a picture of me that was taken at the party and so many comments flooded the post.

“Who knew nerdy Harper had those damn gorgeous legs?”

“I was there and this picture doesn't even do her justice. She needs to drop her skin care routine because WOW!”

“Wait, is this the girl who used to wear oversized hoodies? She looks like a movie star!”

I wanted to read every comment on that post, but when the ones below began to involve Grayson, I frowned and tossed the phone onto the edge of the bed.

I wanted nothing to do with him that day.

Just then, my phone rang and I felt a knot in my stomach as soon as I saw his name on the screen.

I quickly reached for the phone again, my thumb hovering over the green button before finally pressing it.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Harp.” His voice was soft and warm.

I cleared my throat. “Hey, what's up?”

“I looked for you last night but I couldn't find you. I don't even blame you for leaving. I actually wanted to call you last night, but I was so busy with Tiffany after the party ”

I scrunched my pillow at the thought of them alone.

“I just wanted to apologise for what happened. She shouldn't have done that to you. She crossed the line with the truth-or-dare thing.”

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