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I don’t like it when he calls me that. I prefer Heavenly. Miss H is even better. That’s when I know he’s in a really good mood.

But now?

“What do you mean?”

“I’m in college,” he rasps. “You’re still in high school. What? We gonna start dating now?”

I push up onto my elbows, and he pulls his fingers out of me. I can see blood on his fingers, but he hasn’t noticed yet.

It all hits me at once. How pathetic I am. How desperate. How damn naïve, asking him to do this for me.

He’s always thought of me as a kid. Even after all these years, nothing’s changed.

Self pity flashes into anger.

“Who said I wanted to date you?” I snap. “I just want you to fuck me.”

I scramble out from under him, pulling up my panties, streaks of blood on my leg.

Guess that’s when he finally notices. When he finally sees.

“Haven! You’re bleeding! Did I hurt you?”

I spin on my heel. “Things have changed since the last time you saw me, Kai.”

He falls back when I advance on him, but I follow and seize his wrist. Hold his hand up so he can see just how much blood is on his fingers.

“Believe it or not, I’m a woman now. And this—“ I cut my eyes to the blanket under us “—would have been amazing.”

“Haven—” He pulls his hand free, trying to sit up, but I shove his chest, sending him down again, because yes, he hurt me.

I feel like I’m dying inside, and for the first time ever, I don’t see my pain reflected in his eyes.

“I hate you, Kai! You’re a fucking loser!”

Chapter 69

Kai

I drain the last of my bourbon, swilling it around in my mouth to savor the sting. Haven’s scream fills my bedroom and fuck. That sound is every bit as delicious and harrowing as I’d imagined.

My eyes slide shut as I walk blindly back to my chair at the foot of the bed, falling into it with a sigh. Pouring another measure of bourbon into my glass, bringing it to my lips.

I’m already feeling the liquor, the coke at its peak.

What a fucking night to be alive.

Kai pulls his hands away from Haven’s throat, staring at them as if wondering what the fuck just happened.

It’s not as if it’s the first time he’s assaulted her like that. What’s going on in that messed up head of his?

Haven twists her body away from him, coughing, legs kicking as she tries to escape. And that chain of hers just keeps clinking like a metal rattlesnake.

Kai looks over at me almost sheepishly, head still bowed, and then slowly strips out of his shirt. Eyes fixed on me. I raise my glass, smiling luridly at him over the brim, encouraging him with hooded eyes and a slow wink.

That’s it. Put on a show for me, boy.

He twists my t-shirt into a rope, flicking hair out of his eyes with a snap of his neck. His chest rises and falls with sharp, eager breaths. Then he’s diving down, forcing that fabric between Haven’s lips, silencing her.

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