She tosses her hair over her shoulder and pouts at him. “That's a bit harsh. I was forced to when you didn't show. What, am I supposed to just wait around at your beck and call? Your dick isn't that great.”
The smile he gives her is dangerous. It’s the type he would give me, not a potential fuck.
“We both know that isn't true. You're gagging for it.”
Sweet lord. He doesn't sound like he's flirting, but maybe I'm just bad at reading the signs. I have no experience to fall back on, so it's entirely possible. “If you two are going to fuck right here at my study table, please tell me so I can make other arrangements,” I say as I tap formulas into my calculator. I don’t look up, because I don’t want to see if Ash is into her and they’re just gearing up for a hate-fuck.
“Fuck off, then, Mounty,” she says, and I sigh as I go to grab my books. Ash puts his hand over mine and stops me. It’s the first time he’s ever touched me, and I feel flutters in my stomach.
“Allow me to paraphrase you, Mounty, I wouldn't fuck Harlow if she were the last piece of pussy left at this school. Stay. I need help with my equations when you've finished yours.”
The girl, Harlow, glares down at us both. She snaps, “I thought you and Avery hated the Mounty bitch.”
“I hate my brother more. Tell me, how did his dick feel up your ass last night?”
“Sweet lord,” I murmur and try not to laugh. This just gets worse and worse. Maybe I should just leave and study in my room?
“At least he isn't a frigid little bitch like you. It's your own fault you lost me to him,” she hisses back at him.
Ash throws his head back and laughs.
The chair next to me pulls back, and I look up to see BlaisefuckingMorrison slinging his bag down. He drapes himself into the chair so casually and gracefully, like the god he is. Ugh, one look at him and I’m a dripping mess.
“Is this seat taken?” Lord help me, his voice even sounds amazing when he's just talking.
How the hell do I get out of this?
* * *
I've been preparing myself for weeks for this moment.
I knew at some point I'd be faced with Blaise, and I'd have to speak to him. We share a class, I'm kind of on speaking terms with two of his best friends, and from what I'd observed from a safe distance, he's a pretty social guy. Too social for my liking.
I gesture vaguely in his general direction, and then start to move my textbooks so he has somewhere to put his stuff. He grins at me, ohgod, and then opens up his bag.
Ash and Harlow are still hissing jabs at each other, but I can't find it in myself to care now that Blaise is here. It's taking all my energy not to pass out.
“I've signed up for your tutoring. I haven't been given a time slot yet, but I'm hoping to just tag into Ash’s. Do you think you could do us both at once?”
I nearly faint.
He must be doing this on purpose.
“That's fine. I can—I can do that. What do you need help with?”
He grins, and I decide that the only way to get through this is to just avoid looking at him until I'm desensitized, like I did with Harley. I barely notice he's the epitome of panty-dropping gorgeousness anymore. Okay, I do notice, but I can look past it.
“Great! Are you guys working on math right now? Because I may fail math, and if I do my old man will have a stroke.”
I try to smile reassuringly, but I'm sure it looks likeI’mhaving a stroke. He gets out his worksheets, and I see he's in the lower math class, so I learned this stuff two years ago. I focus on the sums and walk him through the first set. Harlow finally stomps off, and Ash now looks like he wants to bathe in her blood.
“I need a drink,” he says as he loosens his tie with a sharp yank.
“Oh, have you two finished arguing over which brother has the biggest dick?” Blaise grins at Ash wickedly, and I keep my eyes firmly on the page in front of me.
“We both know I win that one. She's a lousy, backstabbing whore. She sold herself to him in the hopes it'll give her a leg up in the social hierarchy.”
I move back to my own worksheet while they gossip. It's not like I can tell them to get back to work. The tutoring session has ended, and I can’t even look Blaise in the eye yet.
