Page 14 of Unbreakable

The rest of the morning went by uneventfully and before I knew it, I was headed to the meeting spot that Knox and I had agreed upon this morning. I got there before him so I decided to sit down on the grass in front of a large oak tree and pull out my psychology book, when I feel my phone vibrating in my lap.

Picking it up, I see an unknown number. My first thought is it has something to do with my father but after reading it, I become furious.

How dare he turn me down and then have the gall to tell me not to tell anyone about what him and his friends did at the club! Oh, it is on Daddy. Prepare to have one hell of a semester with me in your class.

I’m so caught up in my fury I don’t notice it’s Knox coming up behind me, and covering my eyes with his hands. I scream before I start wildly flailing my hands. I manage to turn around and catch him across the nose with a right hook, causing his hands to drop from my face and fall backwards onto his ass.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry Knox, you caught me off guard.” I tell him as I crawl over to him, noticing that he’s holding his nose, and blood is seeping through his fingers. I unbutton the flannel shirt the guy in my last class had given to me when he noticed I was shivering and hand it to Knox to place over his nose. Guess I’ll need to replace the guy's shirt now.

“It’s okay.” he tells me through grimaces of pain. “You got a good right hook on you.”

“Here, let me help you up. I can drive so you can rest.” I tell him as I reach out and take his arm in my hand, helping him stand.

“Yeah, that might be for the best, slugger. You wouldn't happen to have anything for a headache would you?” Knox asks as he tries to focus on walking and keeping pressure to his bleeding nose. I really hope I didn’t break it.

When we get to the door of his car I quickly open it and help him sit down, making sure he places his feet inside before I close it and jog around to the driver’s side. I slip my backpack down on the floorboard behind the seat and slide in behind the wheel. I have to adjust the seat's position, closer to the pedals seeing as Knox is like a foot taller than me.

“I’m almost one hundred percent positive I have something you can take at my place and to show how sorry I am, lunch is on me.” I tell him as I start the car, taking a little pleasure in revving up the engine.

“So I get to eat my lunch off of you? Can I start in any spot I want?” Knox asks and it takes me a minute to get what he said.

“Asshole!!” Is all I can manage, because there is no way I am going to admit how much that thought turns me on. Not acting on my attraction to Knox is going to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

“Hey what can I say, I had to take a shot. How were your classes today?” he asks, leading me to believe he wanted to change the subject of him wanting to eat off me quickly.

“They were good, some unexpected surprises but good. One class will prove to be tricky but I’m already making plans to resolve those issues. How were yours?” I ask him, my mind drifting to the man I now know as Draco Gallant. Even his name is fucking hot.

“Arizona, Arizona!” I hear my name repeated before the blaring horn going off catches my attention. Looking up, I see the light is green and hit the gas. How the hell did I get here?

“Should I take over driving, you seem pretty out of it over there? I’ve been calling your name for what seems like forever and the ass behind us has been pounding on that horn for an eternity, if my headache has anything to say about it.” Knox asks me, his eyes piercing through me.

“No I’m good, I just had something on my mind. So lunch, just so you know I make a mean grilled cheese sandwich and a kick-ass can of chicken soup.” I say to him with sincerity, because well, it's true.

“That sounds delicious. Are you going to serve it to me as well? Since you beat the shit out of me it would be a great way to make it up to me.”

“Anything for you darlin’.” I tell him as I whip in and out of traffic.

“So you want to hang out tonight? Maybe watch a movie since you don’t have to work or do you have plans?” he asks as I watch him look back and forth from me to the floorboard, out of the corner of my eye.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Only if I can lay around in my pajamas and stuff my face with chocolate.”

“Sounds like a plan, only if I can be in mine as well.” he tells me and gives me his ear to ear smile and I can’t help but clench my legs together.

This boy is going to be the death of me and he doesn’t even know it.

My attention is caught by the roar of motorcycle engines as three bikes move around on either side of the car before cutting in front of me. I can make out a skull on the back of the vests they’re all wearing, with what looks like a huge dagger through the head and a snake weaving through the eye sockets. Memphis Hellions is written across the back of them.

Man, there is something about a man on a motorcycle that instantly makes me wet and horny. Oh so very horny. I really need to get laid. It’s been far too long.

I slow down to make the turn into the apartment complex as the motorcycles continue to move forward. I didn’t even see their faces but they’ll all have a starring role in my dreams tonight.

Pulling up to our building I’m excited to see a spot open right in front of the stairwell. Placing the car in park, we both exit, making sure to grab our bags and head inside. We make our way up the stairs, our steps in sync with each other. As we reach the landing Knox begins to speak.

“I’m going to change into my pajamas and clean up this blood and I’ll be right over.”

He leans over and places a kiss on my cheek, catching me way fucking off guard, before he turns, walks towards his door and disappears inside.

Entering my own apartment, I put my bookbag down on the floor by the door and head towards my bedroom to change. I decide on a pair of lycra booty shorts and an oversized t-shirt minus a bra because these puppies want to breathe.

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