Cam drops into the chair ahead of me and turns with a small red paper flower to give me. Before I can ask where they were, the teacher calls for attention.
Class seems to take forever, but when we’re released, Cam pulls me against him and kisses my temple.
“Morning, goody.”
“Morning, Cam.” I relax into him, feeling a little easier moving down the hallway with him at my side.
Hawk presses his hand against my ass before he peels off for his class.
“Did you have any trouble this morning?” Cam asks.
“Not really.” We’re moving quickly. Everything feels rushed. More rushed than normal, it sets off an alarm in my head. “Is everything okay, Cam?”
Cam releases a breath and glances at me. “Yeah, I just have to meet with someone before my next class.”
I pull away and smile. “Go on, then. I’ll be fine.”
He steps into me and tips my chin up. “Goody,” he chastises.
“We’re at school with hundreds of other students. I’m good. Go on. Do what you have to, and I’ll see you at lunch?” I push his chest. “Go. Class is right there.”
I step away from him as he hovers for a second before giving me a quick grin and disappearing into the crowd. I shake my head and go to my classroom. Honestly, I forgot what it’s like tohave quiet time. Yes, I still get quiet time at home, but there’s always this buzz of anticipation under my skin as I wait for Damon.
The class is fine. I notice a few girls talking and glancing my way, which is annoying, but whatever. A guy looks at me with a smile that’s not exactly friendly, more suggestive or like he’s seeing more than what I’m showing.
I smooth my skirt down, thankful once again that Mom got me new ones.
When class ends, it’s a rush out to lunch. I go with the flow like I always used to. It’s nice to just be a cog in the machine again. I don’t even think about it as I walk to the salad bar to get my lunch and then outside to our table. We’ve done it every day for weeks.
As I step out, laughter bursts out from Abby’s table. I glance up, but figure it’s not about me. Mia isn’t with them, but Abby and Becca watch me walk by with pleased grins on their faces.
That’s a little alarming. They’ve mostly been ignoring me, but I push it out of my head and sit at the table to wait for Hawk and Cam. Mia comes out the doors without her lunch and zeroes in on me.
Abby laughs again as Mia ignores her and heads my way.
“Oh my god, Evan.” She sits next to me and looks me over. “Are you okay?”
“I’m good?” I say but it comes out with a question.
“I’m sure the guys are on top of this.” Mia nods her head and clicks something on her phone.
My phone buzzes, and I glance at the link she sent me. I don’t do anything immediately because Mia sends me a lot of thirst trap links.
“Have you already seen it?” Mia looks me over again, like maybe I put my outfit on backwards. “No, you wouldn’t be this calm if you had.”
Mia shakes her head and unlocks her phone. She hands it to me with a somber expression.
I wipe my hands and take her phone. She’s got a social media app open. The image posted is of me with Damon talking in the hallway. Obviously not from today.
I shrug and try to hand the phone back to Mia. “It’s not that bad of a picture. A little grainy, but at least they got my good side.”
“Evan, that’s not...” She puts the phone down in front of me and scrolls. Photo after photo of me with the Devil’s trio. Sometimes one of them. Other times two. A few capture all three.
“What is this?” I furrow my brow at the pictures.
She sighs. “Abby sent me the link. It’s a social media page namedHockey Wh*re.”
“Original,” I scoff and turn back to my salad. “Okay, there are pics of me on the internet. I don’t see what the big deal is.”
