By the time we reach the academy car park, first light is creeping in. We walk back to the dorm without a word.
It’s nearly eight. The sky hangs low and grey, lightening only faintly, undecided between breaking open or giving way to rain.
By the time we reach my building, I’m spent. I didn’t sleep, after being fucked into submission all night.
Sometime around four or five, I heard him get out of bed, I read the message on his phone while he was in the bathroom. Then he left the dorm.
Of course I followed.
A text fromAdreno.
Seriously?
Not suspicious at all.
To say the least, I’m exhausted. I’m going back to bed. Classes can wait. Exams are over, and the term is all but finished.
I climb the stairs, and he follows. I roll my eyes but don’t waste the energy arguing.
When we reach our floor, Eleanor’s door opens and my breath catches for a second, expecting to see her.
It’s Ido.
He slips out quietly and closes the door behind him. My eyes narrow on him. What the hell is he doing in her room?
Before I can say anything, he walks straight past us, his shoulders set, not even sparing me a glance.
“What’s his deal?” I ask Markev.
He only shrugs.
I unlock my door and step inside, pulling it closed behind me, but he wedges his foot into the gap, stopping it.
I turn, narrowing my eyes at him, a smirk touches my lips. I shove the door harder, trapping his foot in the gap.
He looks at me through the narrow opening, his eyes darkening.
“You’re asking for it.”
He pushes hard, and it gives way. I am no match for him physically. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him, locking it.
As he turns back, I lunge, hooking my arm around his neck and locking my elbow tight against his throat.
For a split second, I have him. Then he moves, unwinding me without force.
He pivots and jabs, more teasing, before sending me down. I hit the floor hard, but I take him with me.
He pins my wrists above my head, his body hovering over mine, his nose brushing against mine.
“If you want foreplay, gorgeous,” he murmurs, “you can just say so.”
He licks my cheek.
I drive my foot into his groin and shove him off.
He laughs as he rolls onto his back, unbothered.
I stand and roll my eyes. “Whatever.”
