Adrenaline courses through my veins as I spin on my heel, hurrying in Zayne’s direction to get to the restroom. The lust burning in his eyes makes my panties wetter than they already are. My heart thunders when he shoots a smile reserved for me. It’s full of possession, as though he owns me.
He winks and mouths, “See you soon,” before pushing off the wall and heading toward the front doors.
I can’t help but watch him walk away. I envy the confidence in his stride, muscles straining against his jeans, as he walks through the crowd of students, unconcerned with any of them.
I’ve fallen for the guy I can never have.
CHAPTER 3
Zayne
Ican’t suppress the smile on my face as I climb in my truck. Adrenaline thrums through my veins, anxious to spend time alone with Delaney. Thankfully, we’re both good students and get excellent grades, and missing homeroom isn’t a big deal. Plus, this is our senior year, and rules are meant to be broken.
For me, I could give a fuck less what anyone in that pretentious academy thinks. The only person I care about is the gorgeous brunette with long legs, striking green eyes, and a feisty personality that makes my dick as hard as a rock.
I open the door and climb inside my dad’s old truck. The voice inside my head taunts me about the girl I shouldn’t want but fucking ache for. The one I’ve been obsessing over since I met her in the ninth grade.
I know I have to remain her dirty little secret, but it fucking sucks. We’re from different worlds, orbiting around one another. We’re not supposed to collide.
Her dickhead father, Richard Warner, is the district attorney and a descendant of one of the original founding members of this town. He doesn’t want the “trash” near his daughter, afraid I’ll taint her.
Me: I’m in my truck, lil minx. Meet me in the woods behind the school.
I hit send, toss my phone in the cupholder, and take off, anxious to get to our meeting spot to see her.
As soon as I park my truck, my phone beeps with a text message. I pick it up, smirking at her message.
Minx: Why do you insist on calling me minx?
Me: You’re beautiful, clever, and a little troublemaker.
Minx: Thank you. But I’m not a troublemaker.
Me: Hurry the fuck up and get your ass out here.
A loud knock on my window startles me. My door is yanked open, and I’m blinded by the big smile gracing Delaney’s lips. She lifts her foot to climb up, but I’m already reaching for her, dragging her onto my lap.
“Demanding asshole, aren’t you?” As she settles onto my throbbing cock, I pull the door shut.
“This is why I call you minx.” My hands move to her ass, squeezing the pert little globes. “You’remine,Delaney.”My lips crash against hers, claiming the one who’s owned my heart since I was fifteen.
She moans against my mouth, her hands gliding over my torso, moving to the back of my neck.
Reluctantly, I pull back, knowing we’re about to get carried away. “We need to go before someone sees us.” A slow smilespreads over my lips as I take in her dazed expression. “Unless you don’t give a fuck and plan to tell the world I’m your man.”
The look on her face conveys the regret she’s feeling. She won’t ever admit what we are. At least, not while we’re living in Green Haven.
She bites her lip, a worried look on her face. “Are you mine?”
My hands cup her face. “You know I’m yours, minx. Every fucking piece of me.” My lips graze hers, making her shiver. “Just as I know you’re completely mine. Even if you won’t admit it.”
“Zayne.” My name is a breathy whisper, making my cock twitch beneath her.
Goddamn, I hope she says my name like that when I slide inside her for the first time.
Her eyebrows draw in as she frowns.“You have no idea how much I wish I could say those words. But there’s a lot you don’t know. Things not worth discussing, especially right now.” Her forehead presses against mine. “You’re a fixer. And this… you can’t fix.”
A growl rumbles through my chest, angry that she’s despondent over whatever she refuses to tell me. “Delaney, I’d do anything for you. I’ll fix whatever is hurting?—”