“You were a natural back there,” I say, smirking at him.
His eyes narrow to slits. “Fuck you, Haven.” His eyes search mine, face hardening. “You even wonder what I was doing therelast night? That I came to check on you? After what Ezra did, I thought…”
He glances away, licking his lips.
“Thought what?” I duck my head, trying to make him look at me again, but he refuses until I grab his jaw and force him to face me. “That I needed your protection?” I chuckle bitterly. “Did you hit your head?You’rethe one who’s been terrorizing me ever since I came back.You. Not Ezra.”
Kai’s jaw bunches, and I feel the muscle tic under my hand. I snatch my fingers away, balling them into my lap.
He’s still holding me against him, and at a casual glance in a rearview mirror, we could be girlfriend and boyfriend, lovers having a tiff.
“I didn’t humiliate you in front of half the school,” he murmurs sullenly.
“Oh, so because you only do it where no one can see, that makes you better than him, right?”
He flinches at the sarcastic singsong tone of my voice, but it’s only when I push against him that he releases me.
I shift over to the other side of the car, crowding against the door as I mentally beg the driver to go faster.
“I’m sorry, okay?” Kai’s voice is thick, and he reaches out and brushes his knuckles against my thigh.
Professor Rooke wouldn’t let either of us leave until we’d showered and changed. Thankfully, I bitched loud enough that Bastian stopped suggesting we shower together.
It’s not just that I’m on my period. The last thing I want is to be alone with Kai.
And yet, here we are.
Events keep conspiring against me, like the Universe has decided Kai should be my punishment for all my sins.
Kai’s wearing a pair of Bastian’s jeans and one of his old, gray hoodies. The bite mark on his arm is angry red, but it doesn’t look swollen anymore.
I’m in drawstring sweats that keep threatening to slide down my ass, and an off-white wool sweater he says shrank in the wash. It’s still way too big on me, but it’s not like I had an alternative. I can’t wait to get back to the sorority so I can get hold of clean underwear and a tampon. There’s so much toilet paper wadded up in my crusty panties, it feels like I’m wearing a diaper.
I move my leg away from Kai’s touch and keep my gaze averted out the window.
“Haven…”
The white columns of Gamma Alpha Zeta’s porch appear up ahead through the pouring rain. I grab the door handle, ignoring Kai’s frown.
“Stop the car.”
“Here?” The Uber driver glances at me over his shoulder. “But?—”
“Just stop!”
The driver angles the car to the curb and slows down. Rain pelts my face as I hurry out, and Kai leans over the seat to give me a confounded stare as I turn to close the door.
I give him the finger, immense satisfaction radiating through me when he scowls back. Probably shouldn’t have slammed the door, but damn, it felt good.
I hurry down the road on bare feet, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed as the rain soaks through my hair and clothing. The car passes me as I rush down the sidewalk, and I’m a little disappointed that Kai doesn’t yell something derogatory out the car window.
He’s such a loser.
A loser who I can still feel pinning me down. A loser I can still taste on my lips.
I want more of him.
More of Bastian.
