Page 9 of Battling the Enemy
“Are you threatening me?” she asked, and I had to give the girl credit; she was a lot braver than I ever imagined she’d be. Quiet, demure Delaney Martin was showing me her hidden sides, and by the time I was done with her, I’d know them all.
I rubbed the sting on my face and she had the grace to flush a bit at the action. I knew she surprised herself with such a violent reaction to my kiss, but all that did was show me that she wasn’t fragile. She wasn’t delicate. And all that meant was that I didn’t have to treat her with kid gloves once I got her naked.
I was going to ruin this girl.
I was going to ruin her for every other man on the planet. She was mine, and once I tell Ramsey, Liam, Emerson, and Roselyn, there’d be nowhere for her to hide.
The third, and final, bell for class rang, and I knew no one would go to class as long as this little drama was still playing out, so I leaned down-risking another slap to the face-placed a kiss on her cheek and winked at her before taking off to my first period.
The teacher didn’t question me when I arrived to class late. Mr. Stevens just continued on as if my arrival hadn’t been a disruption. I noticed a couple of other kids had followed behind me, being late themselves because they had stuck around to watch the drama, but again, Mr. Stevens hadn’t chastised anyone.
After I sat down and got situated, Meghan Swiftly leaned over towards me and whispered, “So, you and Delaney Martin, huh?”
I barked out a laugh because I had no doubt there was a video on someone’s phone of that epic slap that was now circulating the classroom. That fact was confirmed a second later when my phone chimed with a text from Liam with a laughing emoji, a text from Ramsey asking if I was okay, a text from Emerson that just said ‘wow’, and a text from Linnie using the same laughing emoji Liam had sent.
Fucking assholes.
Instead of texting back those insensitive assholes, I looked over at Meghan and answered, “Yeah, me and Delaney Martin.”
Meghan didn’t shy away from getting into my business. “That slap looked pretty vicious,” she pointed out.
Yeah, it was. “Does it matter?” I asked, not really expecting an answer. Meghan knew what I was getting at, and it’d be all over school within minutes.
She shook her head. “I suppose not.”
Chapter 6
Delaney~
First period had been horrible, and knowing that Deke was in my second, third, and seventh periods, I was confident the rest of the day was going to be worse.
And, Christ, did I really slap Deke Marlow in front of everyone?
Why, yes. Yes, I did, if the video along with a ‘WTF?’ text from Ava was any indication. I didn’t have Ava in any classes until fourth period, but we usually saw each other in passing on our way to class. I looked down at my phone as it vibrated with another text from her. As entitled as we were, most of us respected the classroom rules of phones on silent. When the administration knew they couldn’t fight the battle of no phones at all, they had compromised and as long as our phones were on silent, the teachers didn’t fight us. The only time phones were not allowed out was during testing.
WTF?
Is this real, Delaney?
Oh, how I wish I could text her back no.
Unfortunately
Her reply came immediately.
Holy Moly!
I stifled my laugh. The girl was as wild as they came, and she texted that. Before I could text back, another one from her came through.
U bttr tell W about D! Or D about W!
I didn’t think it was necessary to tell Winston about Deke or the other way around. Winston didn’t have a leg to stand on regarding if I messed around with other guys, and Deke…well, Winston wasn’t any of Deke’s business.
Explain ltr.
I sat through class ignoring the only other text that had come through a few minutes later.
B waiting by ur locker aftr class or else.
