Page 61 of Her Dark Obsession

It’s not long enough…

I smile.It really isn’t.

“Guess the honeymoon is back on, judging by that grin.” Kenny nudges my shoulder.

“Fuck off,” I tell him again.

Me:

Regret not eating with me?

SB:

I regret not letting you eat me for lunch.

Fucking hell, now I’m sitting next to my damn cousin with a hard-on.

Me:

See you in math.

Standing from the table, I pick up my bag and walk out of the cafeteria. I can’t sit here while she’s just across the room and not storm over to her. I want to grab hold of her, kiss the fuck out of her, and let everyone know that she’s fucking mine.

That would be suicide, though. For both of us. And as romantic asRomeo and Julietmade it seem, dying together isn’t how I want our story to end.

A short walk later, I find myself on the bleachers, looking out over the football field. I’ve never really liked the sport. Sure, I’ve watched the games, mostly because it’s less painful than listening to Kenny bitch about the lack of family support.

“Didn’t take you for a stoner, O’Malley.” The voice belonging to Orlando Valentino has me turning my attention from the field to the side of the bleachers, where he’s standing and looking at me.

“Didn’t take you for someone who’d care about what I’m doing, Valentino,” I counter. How the fuck someone as perfect as Aurora comes from a bunch of assholes astounds me.

“I couldn’t give a fuck what you’re doing. As long as you’re doing it far away from my family,” he says.

I want to jump down and knock the smile off his face. I can see it. His blood spilling, his body on the ground, my fist the cause. I can’t do that, though. Because ofher. Aurora would never forgive me. And beating the shit out of her cousin isn’t something I can hide from her like the restaurant fires.

Instead of doing what I want, I walk down the stairs, turning in the opposite direction of Orlando when I get to the bottom.

“You really just gonna walk away?” he calls after me.

“Yeah, I am. You can go write a song about it, rockstar,” I call back. Orlando is a teen pop sensation. Helps that he has the family money and connections to back him. But he is every bit the rockstar he wants to be.

Thankfully, the asshole doesn’t follow me.

When I walk into math, Aurora is already there. She smiles at me and I swear everything feels right. “Where did you go?” she asks.

“Outside. I didn’t want to sit next to my cousin with a hard-on.” I smirk.

“Huh, guess that could be awkward.” She laughs. “So, is it still hard?”

“I’m looking at you. So that would be a yes.”

“Mmm, too bad we’re in math. I would totally ease that problem for you if we weren’t.”

“Wanna skip?” I ask her.

“Tempting, but I think I’ll stick around here,” she says, opening her textbook.

“Fine. But just know I’d much prefer to do my math on your naked body,” I hiss out.

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