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“Your odds?”

His head nods.

“Odds of what?” I ask, though, by that flirty look in his eye, I suspect I know the answer.

“Another time, little one. Now, it’s time for school,” he says, somehow miraculously pulling up to the school.

I blink as I glance around. How did we get here so fast? Or was I just really not paying attention?

Wesley gets out, grabbing my door for me. I sling my bag over my shoulder and slide out of the car, looking up at his gorgeous face.

“Thank you,” I say.

“Absolutely. Anytime, Miss Parris,” he says, though he usually only does that to piss Asher off. There is something sensual about the way the words roll off his tongue, though. I force myself to look away from him, before nodding my appreciation and heading down the courtyard.

I glance at the stone building beside me, the wrought iron gate like a safe haven for once. It’s not like Wesley is necessarily something to run away from, but there is something about him that feels a lot like danger.

“Hey, babe!” Maggie greets.

I practically startle at her greeting before looking over to her.

“Shit, you scared me.”

“Uh, sorry?” she laughs. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, crazy morning,” I nod, as we head to the class.

“Oh really? Give me all the horny details,” she says, with a waggle of her eyebrows.

I laugh at her, shaking my head as we step into a sea of students on their way to class.

Chapter Twenty Nine

Skyla

Ronan: Come to my office during lunch

Glancing down at the text, I smile as I split off from Liam and Maggie. I haven’t had lunch with Ronan in a while. Honestly, with how busy he’s been lately, I feel like I haven’t seen him at all. He said that it’s always like this as the school year progresses. More legacies begin coming of age, I’m assuming, to be officially inducted into the Brethren, and Ronan is like their guide, I suppose.

Considering all the…events that have been occurring lately, it’s been a while since I’ve been able to swim, which feels practically criminal. Not meaning to, I can feel myself pick up my pace as I step into the pool building, opening the door to the pool and moving down the walkway to Ronan’s office. Knocking on the door, I hear his gruff, ‘come in’, before I push inside.

He's sitting at his desk, eyes on his computer, when they swing over to me. He looks a little stressed, his eyes hazy and eyebrows pinched. That look falls away in seconds, though. I watch as he leans back into his chair, smiling at me as his eyes roam over me.

“Shut the door,” he smiles.

Closing the door behind me, I lock it and smile at him as I cross the room. He turns in his chair to face me and I waste no time crawling into his lap, straddling him as I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“Hi,” I smile.

“Hi, baby,” he grins, as his hands come to rest on my ass.

“How are you?”

His smile falters for a moment before he nods.

“Good.”

I give him a doubtful look but remain silent, watching as his expression falls until he’s frowning. His thumbs rub soothing circles against my ass.

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