Page 57 of Diem

I back away as Diem follows with a fierce glint in his eyes only to pause when Dad says, “Maeve, a word.”

My heart drops to my toes and I smile weakly, glancing at Diem sideways when his hand brushes mine.

An accident? Of course, what else could it have been?

After I’ve stepped inside his classroom, he closes the door and says, “What’s going on?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, avoiding his gaze.

“Maeve, what were you doing with Ms. Moore and Diem?”

“Hanging out?” Immediately I wince because that shouldn’t have come out in the form of a question.

Dad sighs, touching my arm and I clench my jaw to remain still, although my skin crawls. “Kiddo, those aren’t the type of friends you need.”

“Meaning what?”

“Stay away from them.”

“Them?” I ask and he slowly nods. “Even Diem?”

“Especially Diem,” he says before the bell rings and students start filing into the room.

The remainder of the day is a blur and I coast through my classes on autopilot, brooding over his statement.

What did Dad mean? Since when does he think Diem is a threat? And what do I do about the police?

I’m so confused.

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Once again, I rearrange my fucking erection as I stalk to class. Is it wrong that I think Maeve’s viciousness is a turn on?

Whatever. That’s the least of my sins.

It would seem that I can’t keep my hands off the delectable Maeve which means I’m going to have to avoid her. Kind of hard to do when she keeps popping up wherever I am. That and she’s seeking out trouble like it’s a Gucci bag or some shit.

Of course, she picks now to suffer from a complete personality change which I refuse to admit may have something to do with my actions.

I can only control so fucking much. And now the fucker wants me to figure out why she’s asking about their dad? Do I look like a fucking angel?

He’s dangling the meat right in front of my face. Asshole.

“What?” I grunt, turning as Maeve walks across campus with her head bowed.

What’s she thinking?

“Are you listening to me?” Ramsay says.

“Yes. I haven’t found Skull, but I let his little fuckers know what I thought about him approaching Maeve.”

“Good, Oliver will lose his mind if that shit does anything to her.”

“I’ll kill him,” I rasp and Ramsay pauses.

“Is there something you want to tell me?”

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