Page 64 of Dare To Break

I toy with the handle of my cup. “I guess.”

“And it’s not like you went crazy.”

I spare a glance at the two bags at my feet. It’s just a few t-shirts, more underwear, a pretty pink hoodie, and a new diary.

Sexy underwear, in case I’m expected to part with some more, but I have no idea what my next dare will be.

I check my new phone, without taking it out of my bag, but there are still no messages.

Maybe he’s out enjoying his weekend. Or maybe he’s just coming up with something for me to do next? Why is it so hard to wait?

Miles reaches into the red bag on the seat beside him. “I got you something.”

He pulls something out on a long white cord. “A whistle?”

“You can wear it when you go running. I’ve also ordered this.” He picks up his phone and taps on it. “It should arrive tomorrow.”

I gape down at the screen when he shows me a webpage. “A mini rechargeable stun gun with light?”

“Next time Eli tries to grab you, stick this in his balls and light him up.”

“Eeew, I am not touching his balls.”

Miles smirks. “I bet Kellan does.”

“You think they’re a couple?”

“It wouldn’t surprise me. I’ve seen the way Kellan watches Eli. That’s more than ‘just’ friends. He’s probably down on his knees sucking Travers’ cock before lights-out every evening.”

Is Eli gay? I guess that would explain why Lacy said he’s never had a girlfriend at the school. Maybe he and Kellan are dating? They share a room. No one really knows what’s going on behind closed doors.

My gaze moves back to the window, and a familiar face captures my attention.

Tearing my gaze away, I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, pretending I haven’t seen her. “Tina is watching us.”

“Where?”

Miles goes to look, but I grab his hand to stop him. “Across the street. I think you should kiss me.”

“Got to keep up the pretense, right?” Miles leans in, pressing his lips to mine, the kiss quick and clumsy. “Is she still there?”

“She’s leaving and already on her phone,” I track her movements, tension zipping up my spine when I see Eli.

He’s standing outside a shop, with Kellan chatting away beside him. His gaze is locked on me. The icy, coldness in his expression makes my mouth go dry. Like a flip has been switched, all the unsettled emotions he caused me this morning come flooding back. I recall his rage when I asked about Lacy’s old roommate Zoey. How his expression transformed into something terrifying and ugly.

“Are you okay?” Miles follows the direction I’m staring. “Fuck.”

He curls his arm around my shoulders like a defensive shield, and pulls me into his chest. I don’t resist, soaking in the support.

I turn my head away, breaking the connection with Eli and focus on the surface of our table instead. “I’m fine, and I’m not going to let that asshole ruin the rest of my day.”

Miles squeezes me gently, his lips brushing my forehead. “That’s the spirit. Don’t let him intimidate you, and if he tries anything again when you go running, zap him until he can sing soprano.”

Chapter 42

Eli

“She really likes PDAs.” Kellan nudges me, and I turn my head to see Arabella in a lip lock with Miles.

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