He flashes me a smile that brightens his face before nodding, and leaning in to kiss me again. A kiss that lasts only a second before the alarm goes off again, reminding us both that we have classes in half an hour.
He groans as he pulls back. “I am. It may sound dumb, but I have always believed in destiny and true love. Soulmates. I wanted to wait until I found someone I could imagine my life with, the way my parents did when they were young. Us angels are sentimental like that.” He winks at me before standing up. “Uh, I hate to kiss and run, but I need a shower, and I doubt you want to wear the same clothes as yesterday.”
He cringes at the mention of yesterday. He knows we have a lot of things to discuss, but it’s going to have to wait.
“Yeah, no. The less questions the better, but we definitely need to talk. I have a lot of questions that I need answers to,” I tell him.
He nods and kisses my cheek, agreeing to meet me at my room in twenty minutes.
Yeah, I’m definitely not going to look put together today.
I barely just throw my clothes on and walk out the door before I’m accosted by none other than the one person I feel extreme anger towards at this moment. Colten Connerton.
I am way too tired to deal with his level of bullshit today.
“Hey, baby,” he purrs, leaning into my space.
All I want to do is deck the son of a bitch. How dare he try to possess me?! Thank God he can’t because seriously, I think he would have made my life a living hell if that were the case.
I walk away from him, doing my best to ignore his presence. Bry should be here any minute, and we’re already late for class.
I should have taken a sick day.
Fuck. I doubt I will even be able to concentrate on anything the professors are saying when my brain is full of everything I’ve learned in the last twenty-four hours.
Not to mention all the questions I have. An entire new world was just opened up to me. Who wouldn’t have questions?
“Don’t you dare walk away from me again, baby,” Colten seethes as he pushes me against the wall and blocks me in with his arms.
I try to duck under him, but he pins my body to the wall with his.
Oh, HELL NO!
“Get. Off. Me!” I sneer at him.
He just laughs and leans in closer. “Why would I want to do that, babe? I kind of like you in this position. Scared, vulnerable. I could make you feel good.”
I gag before I even have a chance to reign it in.
This guy is so full of himself, and maybe that shit works on others, but I can’t feel anything other than anger toward him right now.
Mentally anyway.
My body however, seems to be ignoring the memo. Every nerve in me is on fire as his chest rubs up against mine. I can feel his breath on my face, and for a moment I’m lost in the feelings. I hate him. Even more so now that I know what he was trying to do to me, so why is my body responding like this?
Why is his nearness causing my breathing to spike, and my body to flush with heat? This is so not good.
Lifting my eyes to meet his, I can see the darkness lingering there. I can feel the heat and anger coming off him in waves.
We hate each other, but below the hate and anger is something else. Something I don’t even want to think about or unpack.
I can see the desire and lust as he stares into my soul, and that’s something that is best left alone.
He’s the only one who has ever looked at me with such hatred and anger. The only person who can reach the darkness I have always felt inside of me. It’s like he calls to that part of me, but that shit isn’t happening.
This shit isn’t happening.
He leans into me like he’s going to kiss me, and my breath picks up even more as my eyes close of their own volition before my brain catches up to the rest of me.
Drawing my knee up, I ram it as hard as I can into his dick.
“Get fucked, Colten!” I snarl at him, getting extreme pleasure to see him falling to the ground in pain.
I know I got him good too because he instantly cups himself when he collapses to the floor. “You bitch!”
He doesn’t get to say anything else because Bry shows up, assessing the scene in front of him before reaching out for me.
“You okay, beautiful?” The concern on his face is almost masked by the anger he’s trying to keep under control. “Did he hurt you?” He’s looking me up and down like he’s afraid I’m going to break.
If anything, these past twenty-four hours have made me feel stronger and surer of myself than ever before.
“Nope, I’m good.” I wave my arm in the direction of Colten’s curled body. “He however, is not.” I snicker. “We’re late. Let’s just get out of here. I don’t need to deal with his shit today.”
He nods, grabbing my hand and pulling me in the direction of the school.
This day needs to be over and I need a good sleep. We can unpack everything else when I don’t feel like I’m a walking zombie.
