Page 28 of Prey Tell
And as I shower and get dressed, I feel more level-headed than I have in months. He was neverinlove with me. I was neverinlove with him. Maybe we were once, but I can’t remember a time. It was always so easy. Effortless. But I’m now wondering if love is supposed to be like that—or, at least the love that I think I want. Because I can’t deny the way Chase made me feel. The way my whole body responded—the way my nerves sang when he was close to me.
I drive to the University, sitting in silence the whole time. Twenty minutes later, I’m walking into my student office. I have office hours again today, so it’ll be an easy day of guiding people—mostly undergrads—through their coursework. I open my work computer and debate opening the Google can of worms, deciding to do it anyway. Today’s already been a shit show.
“What does the internet have to say about you, Chase Ravage?” I ask.
I’ve Googled him before, but I’ve never gone on a deep dive like this. Thousands of articles pop up. I stare at the tabloid headlines.
Ravage Heir Loves to Dominate, Says Secret Source
Chase Ravage, California’s Hottest Bachelor, On the Prowl Again
“He Made Me Feel Special, and Then He Kicked Me Out”: Is Chase Ravage a Playboy? Or is he Protecting His Heart?
I click on the first one, but it’s some garbage about howsomeoneclaimed she acted as his submissive. Having signed an NDA, no one could confirm or deny her claims.
“It’s all conjecture,” I say out loud.
Besides, BDSM is everywhere now, thanks to a certain book. A lot of people are into it. There’s no waythat’shis secret. It has to be something different. Something more obscure.
Could This Be the One Sweet Story We Ever Print About the Ravage Brothers? Keep Reading…
I click it quickly. And then my mouth drops open in surprise. Ravage Castle had a menagerie of animals when I was growing up. I remember my parents talking about a panther being on the loose in Crestwood at one point. But when Crazy Charles moved out, all the animals were confiscated. Well, all except a few of them. Rumor is, each brother took an animal for themselves.
I smile. What kind of weird animal does Chase Ravage have at his fancy penthouse?
Pulling my phone, I text my brother the article and ask him if it’s true. He responds in seconds.
*rooster emoji*
But you did NOT hear that from me. It’s on the DL. The damn thing doesn’t even crow.
Huh. Would’ve pegged him for a cheetah or tarantula kind of guy.
Like I’d ever move in here with a tarantula. Really, Jules…
I laugh.
Are you free for lunch? I want to talk to you.
I’m going to have to tell him about Dylan sooner rather than later. Maybe Jax will be delighted to know that he can move back in with me.
Sure. Can you be here around 12:30?
I oftentimes travel to meet Jackson since he has roughly twenty-five minutes of a break between mitigating play yard fights between his mini lords.
Yeah, that works. Chipotle?
Again?
What? I like their rice.
Fine. The usual for me.
And I mean it about the rooster. Don’t ever let Chase know that you know. He’s oddly protective of it.
Does it have a name?
I mean, this is Chase we’re talking about. He’s like the least paternal person I know.
