The Rejected True Heiress (Liora and Callum) novel Chapter 156

“You really didn’t have to do this,” I muttered as he pulled out of the parking lot—one hand on the steering wheel, the other on the shifter.

He shrugged. “It’s too far to walk, anyway. I’m surprised you walked this far.”

My face heated, but this time, it had nothing to do with his unexpected gentlemanliness and everything to do with the fact that I hadn’t walked at all. My phone seemed to burn an even bigger hole in my pocket.

Did he have any idea about the cheating, I wondered? How would he react if he found out?

I considered saying something, but not yet—not until we got back to the school, at least. Instead, I popped open the top of my drink and took a sip. We rode in silence for a few minutes; suddenly, I spotted a CD case lying on the floor by my feet.

I picked it up and gasped.

“You like Dead by Summer?” I blurted out.

Callum glanced at the CD, then nodded. “It’s my favorite band.”

I couldn’t help it. A squeal of glee escaped me, and I shoved the CD into the player. The familiar guitar riff of one of the band’s top tracks began to play; it was one I’d heard a thousand times, but I never got tired of it. The way my head began to bob along to the beat was pure instinct at this point.

“You like Dead by Summer, too?” he asked, to which I nodded. “They’re heavy metal. You don’t strike me as a heavy metal type.”

I quirked a brow. “Looks can be deceiving. Besides, isn’t that the whole premise of their first hit song, ‘Pretty Little Anarchist’? It’s not about appearances or the way we dress, but about the mindset and beliefs.”

Callum snorted. “I’m just surprised, that’s all.”

“Well, so am I.” I grinned. “I’d never have expected Mr. Engaged-to-a-princess to be into anti-establishment music.”

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