Page 103 of The Deception You Weave
"No, it's okay. I'll get one of the guys to help me tomorrow." It's impossible not to notice how tight his fingers grip the wheel.
"Theydon't need to get involved."
For a second, I've no clue what he's talking about but then it hits me.
"I wasn't actually talking about Luca or Leon, Kane. You need to let that shit go with them. They're good guys."
"Luca is blanking you because you were with me Saturday night. That's not a good guy."
"He just wants the best for me and you've never given him a reason to make him think that you're it."
"No, he wants you for him, not the best."
I shake my head. "He doesn't matter. That ship's sailed."
"So you have fucked him?" he asks, turning his narrowed eyes on me.
"Luca? No, never." He nods, but his eyes flash with anger as he registers my unspoken words. That knowledge doesn't seem to piss him off as much as assuming something has happened with Luca though.
"Go pack a bag," he demands.
"Uh… what?"
"Go and pack a bag," he repeats as if I'm an idiot. "You're not staying here."
"This is where I live."
"Maybe so, but it's not where you're sleeping tonight."
"Uh…"
His eyes drop down my body and stop where my thighs are pressed tightly together. "Do I need to remind you why it would be in your favor to do as you're told?"
"N-no," I stutter as tingles erupt in my lower belly.
"Good. You've got ten minutes or I'm coming to find you. And you won't like what will happen if I have to do that." His threat has a pool of heat surging between my legs.
"Uh… okay," I agree, knowing that I don't really have a choice, not that I really want one.
His blue eyes sparkle with wicked intent as I unbuckle myself and reach for my purse.
"Be quick."
"Feeling impatient?"
"I've spent the past almost two hours with you sitting beside me with no panties on. I'm beyond fucking impatient, Princess."
Feeling bare but accomplished, I climb from his car, careful not to flash anyone who might be loitering around the lot and hurry toward my dorm.
I shouldn't be this excited about spending the night with the devil, but his little touches and teases the past few hours, plus seeing how sweet he was with Hallie, and something inside me has softened. Well, that or I'm just really fucking horny. It's probably better that I don't think about it too much and just go with the flow. Go with what feels right.
The dorm is empty as I make my way to my room. I'm grateful because the last thing I want to do is explain where I've been or where I'm now going with a packed overnight bag.
I rush into my room, mentally listing all the things I'm going to need for my impromptu sleepover but the second I push the door open I come to a grinding halt.
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Kane
