Bastard. He was teasing me since I enjoyed role-playing those kinds of scenarios. The ones where he pretended to scare me and then fuck my pussy seven ways to Sunday while praising me for being his dirty little princess.Withhis ski mask on. And yes, it was hot as hell and orgasm inducing. I had a kink and wasn’t ashamed of it.
I was about to reply with a sassy retort when my hip brushed against his stomach and I felt something poking me.You’ve got to be kidding me.“Uh, want to explain to me why you’re hard right now?”
He arched an eyebrow when I aimed my flashlight at his face. “I’m not hard, sweetheart. That’s my gun.”
“You brought a fucking gun to Initiation Night?” I deadpanned.
He chuckled. “Have you forgotten who my dad is?”
Touché.
Vance Remington was a renowned mobster in the underworld, ruling South Side, Montardor for the last two decades. The Remingtons had a long history of being criminals, their pockets fueled from their art and drug empire…as well as other shady dealings. I used to teasingly call Cade my gangster, but as far as the public was concerned, the Remingtons were strait-laced ‘businessmen.’
Vance insisted Cade always carry a weapon whenever we stepped out. However, I hadn’t expected him to bring one tonight. There was no danger here, unless you counted the Initiators who liked to occasionally pull pranks.
“Fair enough.” I palmed my forehead. “Just don’t accidentally shoot anything, okay?” He gave me a blank look and I almost cracked a smile. For all his flaws, he wasn’t irrational. Meaning he wouldn’t engage in a shootout just ’cause some Initiator decided to fuck with him. “Keep looking. It’s got to be here somewhere.”
I turned around and continued sifting through rows of books.
Shuffling footsteps indicated that Cade crossed over to the shelves opposite mine.
The crashing rain acted as a background orchestra as we searched relentlessly. Darla was big on reading and writing romance. Therefore, I was ninety-nine percent sure the key would be hidden somewhere betweenPride & PrejudiceorTwilight.
But alas, it wasn’t there.
“This is impossible,” I muttered. We were in the library for almost twenty minutes and I was getting nervous about the other dares awaiting us. We should have found the next one already. Especially if we wanted to stay on track.
Last year, I crushed the first dare in ten minutes flat.
If we didn’t find the key fast, we’d be here forever. And thatwas not an option. You couldn’t win this competition by being stuck on the same dare all night long.
Another worrisome thought skipped in.What if we never make it past this level?
“Say the word and I’ll shoot the locks to get us out of here.”
“That’s not going to help us find the second dare. And as per the rules, we are not allowed to damage anything on school property.”
Cade crossed his arms and rested back against the shelves. “Since when have you cared for the rules, princess?”
I paused, my jaw clenching.
Nobody suspected that underneath my good girl façade was a hellraiser. I’d always been a bit rebellious behind closed doors and dating Cade amplified that side of mine.
He was the calm to my storm, the smoke to my fire, and the other half of my soul.
His comment was a prominent reminder that he was the only one to have known me in that way. I hated it. And sometimes, I wished I could truly hate him too.
“Sincenow. A lot has changed after we broke up. I’m not the same girl you once knew.” Shaking my head, I cast him a meaningful look and sauntered down the aisle. “I’ve grown. Met new people. Expanded my horizons.”
Footsteps followed after me. “What did you say?”
“You heard me.”
“Whodid you meet, Ella?” he demanded, his deep voice desperate and rough.
The tormented quality of his words had me turning around, brows knitted in confusion. “What—”
Bright lightning and a clap of thunder interrupted me.
