"Jesus fucking Christ," I heard Noah grumble as he got out of the car and came to stand beside me. "Come on," he husked, wrapping his hand around mine. "Let's get just leave."
"You know he'll get bored, right? You're just a fresh challenge for him," Reese sneered, flicking her red-hair behind her shoulder. She looked me up and down slowly before scrunching her small nose in distaste. "You're no different than me, Ellie, and dozens of others girls at this school."
Ouch…
"Wow," I replied, keeping my tone light and carefree even though I was anything but... "Thanks for the heads up and all, but you're kinda reeking of jealously, Rice." Shrugging I added, "It's a very ugly trait, you know."
"It's Reese," she hissed. "And you won't be so smug when you see what we've got…"
"Reese, let's go," Ellie interrupted, staring meaningfully at her friend before stalking off.
Reese's whole face lit up and without another word she rushed after Ellie.
"Let me guess," I sneered when the girls were out of earshot. "You slept with both of them?"
"Teagan…"
"She's his youngest child – daddy's little girl – there to do her father's dirty work and get all the staff on board…"
He was staff…"You slept with your own step-sister?"
"Did you take her virginity, too, or was that just me?" I hissed, feeling outrageously pissed. "And what about Reese and thedozensof other girls at this school?"
"Thorn, just calm down and listen to me," Noah coaxed, tugging me closer to him. "I never claimed to be a saint…"
"Don’t talk to me, you man-whore," I hissed. Breaking free from his grasp, I turned on my heels and stalked back towards the school.
"You're jumping to conclusions without hearing me out again," Noah growled as he chased after me and tried to hold my hand.
"I told you not to talk to me, slapper," I shot back, slapping his hand away. "And it's not so much jumping to conclusions as it is putting two and two together." The thought of Noah with any other girl, not to mention dozens, drove me freaking crazy. "Go run after your little brothel buddies," I hissed. "I'm done."
"Teagan…"
"Fuck you," I snarled.
"You already did that," he shot back.
"Go away, Noah." Ugh, jealously was an ugly trait and right about now I was bursting to the seams with it. "That's obviously why Ellie's been such a bitch to me," I hissed. "You're with her."
"I'm withyou," Noah growled.
When Noah tried to grab my hand again, I swung around and pointed my finger in his face. "Back up, buddy," I warned. "I'm pissed as hell with you right so just respect my personal space."
"No," Noah snapped, stepping forward. He grabbed my hips and pulled me flush against him. "I won’t respect your space, because it's my space too."
"What the…?" I shook my head and began to protest, but Noah interrupted me by pressing a rough kiss to my lips.
"I'm either fighting with you or I'mfuckingwith you," he growled against my lips. "There's no middle line, Teagan. Not between us."
"But you slept…"
"I understand why you're mad, Thorn," Noah told me, snaking his arm around my lower back. "I do, and we can hash it all out later, but first you need to understand this."
Raising one hand, he clasped my chin and lowered his face to within an inch of mine. "There will be no storming off and breaking it off with me," he said slowly. "I've risked too much to fuck this up on a tantrum, so if you've got an issue, Thorn, you better raise it with me because you'renotwalking away from me."
"I wasn’t having a tantrum," I muttered sulkily. My cheeks were burning and I felt like a grade A idiot. "I didn’t have one…"
"There will be no break-ups," Noah continued, stroking my chin with his thumb. "In fact there will be no breaks of any fucking kind."