“Already what, Miss Lee? Come on, spit it out.”
Fuck!
“You found me there, and you?—”
He stands, grabs my arms, and gives me such a hard shake my teeth clack together. The flash of anger on his face is gone in an instant, replaced with a curious calm, like he’s wondering if the animal he just hit with his car will get up again.
Kai is at my side a second later, hand latched over Bastian’s wrist.
“Let go of her,” he grates out, not looking at either of us, eyes downcast like he doesn’t trust himself to make eye contact.
“You going to accuse me of something too?” Bastian gives Kai a condescending once-over, clicking his tongue in disapproval. “And after you weresucha good boy for me…”
Kai jerks his hands away like Bastian’s skin is lava. “You’ve had your fun with us. Now fuck off and leave us alone.”
Fun?
That’s what he wants to call Bastian raping me?
Wait…us? What’s he talking about?
Amusement flickers across Bastian’s face. “Do you share his sentiments?” he says, only his eyes moving as he glances over at me.
I twist my shoulders out of his grip. “Stay the fuck away from me.” I hesitate when Kai snaps his neck, flicking his hair out of his eyes, and add, “From us.”
Bastian chuckles, sliding his thumbs into his belt loops. “Fine. On one condition.”
“Seriously?” I whisper-shout, right on top of Kai’s annoyed, “Fuck you.”
Bastian exhales happily, a smirk plastered over his mouth as he studies Kai with hooded eyes. “A kiss will do. Unless you want to join me in my office…”
“As if,” Kai scoffs, wrapping his arms over his chest like armor.
Professor Rooke tilts his head, his eyes dropping to Kai’s mouth. “Kiss me right now and I’ll never so much as look in your direction again.” His eyes dart to me. “Either of you.” He smirks at Kai. “No biting, or it doesn’t count.”
Kai rocks back on his heels, head down, shaking as he lets out an uneasy chuckle. “Jesus, you’re a sick fuck.”
“Kai,” I say, voice low. When he just keeps shaking his head, I tap his arm with the back of my hand. “Kai!”
His head darts up. “What, Haven?” he snaps, jaw clenching as he presses his lips closed.
I stare at him, wide-eyed, shaking my head. Can’t he see what Bastian’s doing? This is all just a game to him. Another fucked-up round of Cruel Consequences. Let this bad thing happen to you, or another bad thing will happen to someone else.
“Tick tock, boy,” Bastian murmurs. “Next class will be arriving soon. I’m guessing here, but I’m pretty sure you don’t want an audience?—?”
I step between them.
Try to, anyway. They’re both so tall, they just keep staring daggers at each other over the top of my head.
“One kiss and it’s over?” I say, voice already thick with regret.
Bastian glances down at me, but his eyes quickly return to Kai. “From him.”
I thump my fist into his chest. “We’re not playing this game with you. Leave us alone, or I’m going to the cops.”
Bastian’s eyes glide down to me, his smirk fading. He ducks his head, like a grown-up reasoning with a kid. “And what will you tell them, sweet girl? That I raped you?”
“You did,” I whisper furiously.
