I breathed him in. “Definitely.”
Tate backed up, holding his hands up. “Alright, alright. I understand. I’ll go hang out in Kyren’s room. You can have the library.”
At the mention of Kyren, a weird flutter started in my low region. Last night, I hadn’t imagined that Kyren was there in the woods with us. He hadn’t touched me himself, but I swore his shadows were helping Tate. Then his eyes… watching me, almost encouraging me to come apart.
“Fuck, Jack,” Tate growled, his eyes flashing yellow. “Keep smelling like that, and I don’t think I can wait until tonight.”
“Go for a run.” I laughed and shoved at his shoulder. “Blow off some steam before you wolf out in the middle of the library.”
With a final, lingering lust-filled look, Tate stalked out of the aisle, leaving me leaning against the bookshelf my heart and libido in deep confusion.
I couldn’t help but wonder if this was how my mom felt when my dads had started showing interest in her. I supposed I could ask her…
Nope. It’d be a cold day in hell.
Chapter twenty-three
Jack
Ilingeredaroundthelibrary for another half hour or so, reading and answering my dads’ text messages.
Drake: Yo Jack o lantern! How's school?
Allister: did you get that history class you wanted?
Rayne: History? FML.
Rayne: Borrrring.
Rayne: What does she need that for?
Rayne: Have you been to any parties yet?
Antoine: Our daughter needs a well-rounded education. Jaquelynn is not there to party.
Drake: don't be such a soul sucker. She can party.
Marcus: No. Parties.
Darren: Let me know if you need any laundry done.
I sighed and rolled my eyes at their messages. It was like I was twelve years old again, right before I joined the training at the Hunter’s Guild. I texted them back, even though I knew it wasn’t going to stop the questions.
Me: Fine. Yes I did. No parties. And I'll let you know.
Rayne: come on, Jack. Give us more than that. Have you met anyone... interesting ??
Allister: interesting? How? You're not talking to boys are you?
Drake: WTH!! You better tell them supes to keep their grubby paws off our girl.
Antoine: May I remind you once again, you are there for an education. Not to fraternize.
Me: I’ve gotta go to class.
My phone buzzed several more times, but if I kept entertaining them with answers, they would never let me get back to work.
With Tate truly gone, it was easy for me to wave goodbye to Xinyi and Iris before leaving the library. If Tate showed up, I could always make an excuse like I was going to get a snack.
