Page 34 of The Vengeance You Crave
My temperature spikes just watching them as he crushes her slender body against his and totally consumes her.
I'm immediately taken back to having Luca squashing me between his hard body and his car. How would that have felt if it were fueled by desire, not hate and vengeance.
"You get used to them eventually. Just be glad you never experienced living in a dorm with them," Ella shouts in my ear as she rests her arms over my shoulders, encouraging me to dance with her.
"That good, huh?"
"My batteries died."
I bark out a laugh as we're joined by the other guys. Brax steps up behind Ella, his eyes flicking between the two of us rolling our hips to the music.
"Now this is something I can get on board with," he announces happily.
"Shut up, you dog," Ella snaps, but with a wink, she turns her back on me and begins dancing with him. He whispers something in her ear and she throws her head back with a laugh.
Jealousy washes through me at their easy relationship. West has Violet in his arms, the two of them enjoying themselves in the same relaxed manner.
My heart sinks as I think of years gone by when I'd have got that same comfort and enjoyment from dancing with Luc.
"Dance with me?" a voice says over my shoulder.
Spinning, I find their final dorm member. Only, he hardly resembles the guy I met briefly on Wednesday night as he ripped into the other two. His geeky glasses are gone and his hair has been styled away from his face. He looks… hot. And the fact I know that he's not a part of the team—or at least I assumed he's not seeing as he looked more nerd than jock the other night—means I'm even more drawn to him.
With a smile, I hold my hand out to him. "I'd love to."
Drinks are delivered to us courtesy of a few of the freshman team members and after being assured that they're totally trustworthy by everyone, I happily knock each one back until all my limbs begin to feel heavy and my head starts to swim.
It's the best I've felt in a long time as I move my body against Micah, a wide smile splitting my face as we all enjoy ourselves and just for a few hours, I'm able to let go.
Coming here was the right decision tonight. I have no idea what I was even so worried about.
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Luca
"We didn't think you were coming," Colt says when I join him and a few of the guys in the backyard.
"Here." Evan passes me a beer. "Glad to see you made an effort," he mutters, glancing down at my hoodie, Panthers jersey, and dark jeans.
I might have shown up but like fuck was I going to the effort to wrap myself in a fucking toga. In years gone by, yes, I was all over that shit. But right now? Nah. I'm here for the beer and hopefully the pussy, assuming I can get someone else out of my head for long enough to perform that is.
The memory of her looking right at me tonight despite the fact I know she couldn't actually see me hits me, and my cock swells.
What would have happened if I got out and walked toward her? Would she have run, or would she continue to play this little cat-and-mouse game we've got going on? Something tells me that it would be the latter. My cock twitches once more. I really fucking hope it would be the latter.
"Whatever," I grumble, lifting the bottle to my lips and draining half of it down in one.
"Been anywhere nice?" Leon asks, emerging from the crowd dressed like every other motherfucker here.
"You know, here and there."
"Riiight. Few more of them and maybe I'll get you to confess."
"It's none of your damn business," I snap.
It doesn't escape my attention that while I let Letty off pretty easily the other day, I'm still very much holding a grudge with Leon. What he did, the fact he's lied to me about it for so many years when I didn't think we kept shit like that from each other hurts.
You haven't told him about Peyton,a little voice screams in my head.
