Page 139 of Treacherous
Flashes of last night’s dream appear in my mind:“You’re such a greedy slut for me, Red.”
No. I willnotthink about that stupid nightmare.
“Don’t call me that,” I say, climbing into the car.
There is no point fighting him, as Jayden does have a point. I won’t jump out of a car and jeopardise my position on the hockey team. Jayden moves into the driver’s seat, and we head home in silence. But it doesn’t last.
“So, I was thinking…”
“Please, stop thinking then.”
He glares at me. “I think I have a solution to cut the tension between us,”
I snap my head towards him. “If it involves me punching you, maybe I can get on board.”
“No,” Jayden begins.
“Well, spit it out, we don’t have–”
“I think we should fuck.”
I choke on air. What the hell did he just say? Please tell me he didn’t hear me this morning. I will die of embarrassment. “Absolutely not.”
Jayden flicks his gaze to me, but I’m not having any of it. “Eyes on the road,”
“Why not? I don’t have to like you to want to fuck you.”
Jayden pulls into the driveway of our house–I mean, ourshared house.
“No, that’s ridiculous. I’m not even attracted to you.”
Lies. Lies. Lies.
Curse my vagina. She needs to shut up because it ends in disaster when I think with her instead of my head.
Jayden scoffs. “Is that so? I bet one touch from me and your cunt would be dripping,”
I suck in a breath. Jayden’s dirty words hit exactly where he wants them to. It takes all my self-control not to rub my thighs together. I will not give him the satisfaction of knowing I’m one: attracted to him and two: turned on right this minute.
“It’s not happening,” I say, getting out of the car and sprinting inside the house.
Operation Avoid Jayden is in full swing after this conversation. Otherwise, who knows what sinful path I will seek?
Chapter 14
Willow Rogers
“Willow, please,” Aiden begs, pressing his palms together.
I roll my eyes. “I’m not coming, so you can stop begging. I need to catch up on assessments and it would be nice to have a break from all of your antics.”
Aiden’s hand crosses his heart, mock hurt appearing on his face. “What are you talking about? I’m the nicest person here,”
A small smile tugs on my lips as I shake my head. “You guys go have fun. After the last party, I need a break from alcohol.”
All the boys deflate, letting out mumbled “fines” before finishing their drinks. Julian, one of the Lakewood Devil’s football players, is hosting a Halloween party since they have a bye.
Julian even agreed to host it because we played away games for the past two days.
