Salis snorted.“Yeah, I’m all about teaching shit.”
“When can we start?
“How about now?”Salis replied and pulled out a paper from the folder.“So, as per Dr.Johanson’s instructions, I’m going to assume you know nothing of earth elements.This is your very basic structure.”He pointed, and Wave leaned over to read, her soup forgotten.
Salis was a good teacher, and he didn’t mind explaining the very basics to Wave.Sure, she knew some of it, but the way Salis described it all made much more sense to her than anything before.She was leaning on Salis’s shoulder when Marc interrupted them.
“What’s going on here?”
Wave beamed at him and patted Salis’s chest.“Spice cake is teaching me earth elements.”
Marc’s eyes lingered on her hand resting on Salis, and his eyes seemed to darken.“Is that so?”
“Yeah,” Salis replied.“Cake pop is a really dedicated student.”
“That she is,” Marc muttered, still looking a bit tense.
Wave frowned and sat up straighter.“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”Marc shrugged and continued.“I just love finding my girlfriend pawing another male after avoiding me for days.”
Salis flinched away from Wave quickly.“Sorry, man.”
“Hey, don’t move on my account,” Marc grumbled.
Cold shivers ran down Wave’s back at his tone of voice.She wanted to get up and defend Salis, to make sure Marc knew he was way out of line and had no say in who her friends were.But Marc didn’t look like he was angry at Salis.He looked like he wanted to shake her.
The words dried in her throat, but Wave slowly pushed to her feet.“I’m going to be late for class,” she choked out and hastily gathered her things.
“Wayla,” Marc sighed.“Please stop avoiding me.”
“I’m not avoiding you.”
“You are running away right now.”
“That’s my cue.Call me if you need anything, Way,” Salis said and got up too.He threw a frown at Marc, gave Wave a short hug, and walked away.
“I should have pulled his wings the first time I had the inclination,” Marc muttered under his breath.
“Stop that,” Wave snapped.Before she could say anything more, Marc reached out and grabbed her arm.One tug and she was plastered against his chest.
“I don’t like to be toyed with, sparkle.I have feelings for you and—”
“No!Absolutely no, we are not going there right now!”Wave gasped.She couldn’t deal with his feelings on top of her own.Marc looked hurt, and Wave buried her face against his chest.“Sorry,” she mumbled.“I just can’t.Not now, okay?”
“Promise me you’ll stop avoiding me, and I’ll drop this.”
Wave nodded.“I promise.I—it’s just…” she trailed off and then bit the bullet and gave him half a truth.“Talking about my father was too hard.I was worried you’d bring him up.”
“Oh, baby.”Marc’s arms wound around her, and he hugged her hard.“I won’t.I promise.”
Wave nodded again.
“So, are we good?You’re done avoiding me?”
“Yes.”
“And the angel is just a friend?”
