His eyebrows quirk up. “Prove it.”
I swallow hard. “I’m sure there’s still…evidence.”
A phantom smile plays on his mouth as he slowly folds his fingers over my wrist, keeping my hand on his chest. “Evidence?”
Behind me, Kai lets out an agonized sound.
Asshole.
“Inside,” I say through clenched teeth.
“Of course there is.” His eyes flick up to Kai as he straightens. “We fucked you full of cum on Friday night.”
“No, but?—”
“Jesus Christ, do youevershut up, Rooke?” Kai tries to shoulder me aside, but Bastian’s still holding onto my wrist. I end up sandwiched between them as Kai grabs the back of Bastian’s neck and hauls him in.
I have a front-row seat to my professor’s lurid smile, to Kai’s loathing glare, and the vengeful, angry kiss Kai plants on Bastian’s mouth.
Every nerve ending in my body lights up, but their lips have barely touched before Kai jerks away.
“There, you fucking psycho,” he mutters angrily.
“That’s not a kiss, boy,” Bastian scoffs. “Thisis a kiss.”
Kai’s body was already crushing me against Bastian’s, and when my professor grabs a fistful of Kai’s hair, I’m pinned even closer.
Close enough for their heat to bombard me.
Close enough to hear Bastian groaning into their kiss.
To hear the angry sound Kai makes in return.
To feelboththeir dicks grinding into me as they harden.
What. The. Fu?—?
The door opens behind us, noise from the hallway spilling into the empty lecture hall.
Kai shoves Bastian away, growling at our professor as he grabs my shoulders and hauls me aside.
“Enough,” he rumbles, pointing a shaking finger at Bastian. “Fuckingenough.”
Bastian turns away, laughing like Kai just told the funniest joke he’s ever heard. “I couldn’t agree more,” he says, loud enough that the girl in the pink jumpsuit entering the class can hear him.
The moment Pink Jumpsuit spots Bastian, she detours straight to him. “Professor Rooke! Can I speak to you? Just need a minute, I promise.”
An annoyed grimace flashes over his mouth, but a smile replaces it so quickly, I might have imagined it. Pink Jumpsuit probably thinks the same.
“Fuck, Haven, come on.” Kai’s hand closes around my upper arm, pulling me into the hallway.
I’m still too stunned to resist.
I don’t know what the hell happened back there, but one thing’s for sure.
This isn’t over.
Not by a long shot.
