Page 94 of Devious Knight

“He’s not your type.” He finally speaks again.

“How do you know what my type is?”

“It’s not him. He’s too nice. You’d be bored.”

I shake my head at him. “Nice does not equal boring. Nice is safe. Nice is?—”

“As dull as watching paint dry and as predictable as knowing that one plus one will always equal two. You like that I make you crazy. And that I make you forget everything.” He steps close again, closing the gap between us, then he lingers at my ear. “You like how I make you feel. You like that you can be bad with me.”

A shudder races over my skin and I wonder if he’s right.

Is that what my problem is? All of the above?

But I never knew how deranged he could be until we started playing this outrageous game. At the same time, he opened the door to something indescribable that part of me craves.

“You don’t really know me or what I like.” My voice trembles with the weight of my thoughts.

“You liked me first. You’ve liked me for much longer than Michael.”

“That was before I knew you were an asshole.”

He tsks and shakes his head. “You always knew I was an asshole, Lolita.”

I can’t argue. He’s right. I knew that from day one. The first day I met Kade, he walked into English class wearing a leather biker jacket, a cigarette tucked behind his ear and a don’t-fuck-with-me attitude.

He’d ridden into Raventhorn Academy on a Harley, parked in one of the teacher’s spaces, and even got into two fights before the school day was over. Of course he got away with it because he is a Gurkovsky.

Kade was bad, bad news, yet I was still drawn to him.

But that was before he set out to ruin me. There’s a difference. Maybe I saw something good in him and thought he could be saved.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Oh, but it does.”

“Whatever. I’m leaving now.” It’s best I don’t get sucked into this type of conversation with him.

I step around him but he catches my arm.

“Nothing has changed. You’re still mine.” He holds my gaze with a piercing stare.

“I’m not yours.” I try to sound confident but all I get is another menacing grin from him.

“We’ll see about that.” Kade smiles like a conqueror then releases me.

I walk away as quickly as I can, making another grand escape.

Lately it seems like that’s all I do when I’m around him—escape. This is just the first time I’ve felt like I’m losing myself.

I look back. He’s watching me like always, but there’s a promise in his stare for next time.

Whenever that will be.

Light snow falls from the wispy morning sky.

I pull my blazer close to my chest and fall in step with the other students making their way to the conference hall to meet the new lord chancellor.

This is supposed to be the highlight of my week. Although I’m not seeing the new chancellor for a one-on-one meeting yet, it will be good to finally know who he is.

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