Page 106 of Vicious Knight

I retrieve my phone to check the message and see it’s from that one person I thought of. Thorne.

The message says.

Come out back to the alley and see me.

My stomach squeezes and I narrow my eyes, staring at the words as if I’m glaring at him. There’s no way he’s here. Right? How did he even know where we were?

“Everything okay, sweetheart?” Mom asks.

“Yes. It’s just my friend. They have a question about class.”

“Oh, okay.” She gives me a curious little smile.

I text back quickly:

What do you want?

The blue dots jump on the phone screen instantly, and he messages back:

I want your wet pussy riding my face.

I move the phone away quickly just as Mom is trying to get a peek, and the blue dots start jumping again.

If you don’t come out, I’ll go in and say hi to your family.

Oh my God, no. I couldn’t even lie about who Thorne is if that happened. Levgen would know who he is right away. Mom would think I’ve gone insane for dating an Ivanov when I know the gravity of our situation. Then I’d have double the stress drilling away at my nerves.

“I just have to make a quick call,” I say to Mom and Levgen, praying they can’t hear the angst in my tone. “I’ll be right back.”

“No worries, sweetie. Go speak to your friend.”

Speak. That’s just the problem. I don’t think Thorne wants to speak. “Thanks. I’ll be right back.”

I grab my little purse with my phone and rush out of the restaurant.

There’s only one alley on the left of the building, so I head down it. It’s dark and scary but since this is the good part of town, I thank my lucky stars it’s not dirty and dangerous.

There are a few dumpsters lining the walls but other than that the path is clean. I search for Thorne but don’t see him.

When I reach the very end of the alley a dark figure steps out from the shadows.

It’s him. He has the hood up on his sweatshirt, and he’s smoking again.

As he gets closer I’m reminded that this guy scares me and mesmerizes me in equal parts.

Sometimes I forget how dangerous he is. In the same breath I’m aware there’s very little I know about him while he knows so much about me.

He even knew where I’d be tonight.

Thorne slips his hood back, revealing his handsome face in the faint moonlight. It takes me back to the night we first met. We’ve come so far since that night.

“Hello, Bambi.” An easy, sexy grin slides across his face.

“What are you doing here?”

“I told you.”

“How did you know where I was?”

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