Did that really happen? And if it did, was it genuine, or just the drugs and the sex?
The thought that it might be real, likerealreal, makes my chest close up. I can’t deal with that level of mindfuckery right now. It’s easier to believe he hates me than to hope, even for a second, that he maybe doesn’t.
“Why’d you try so hard to make me believe you were a virgin? You really think it matters anymore? I know what a fucking slut you?—“
My knee slams into his groin.
Because seriously, I’ve fucking had it with him.
…HAVEN IS A FUCKN WHORE…
I wish I found it satisfying, watching him crumple onto the floor like a used napkin. But all I feel is pity.
Pity…and a tiny, annoying morsel of concern.
I’mthe one who has to get my head examined?
I crouch down beside him, grabbing onto the railing when the world bobs a little too much on the way down.
“Stay away from me, Kai. If you see me walking down the hall, go the other way. Because I’m done being your fucking chew toy. If you follow me again, I’ll make sure that cop finds me, and I’ll make sure not to leave anything out when I tell him howinappropriateyou and Bastian were last night.”
I pull myself up by the railing, not trusting my legs. “And for fuck’s sake, see a therapist.”
Kai grabs the front of my dress, hauling me down so hard that I end up on my knees beside him.
“Think I won’t sink this ship?” he hisses, pushing past the pain so evident in his tearing eyes so he can sit up and put our eyes on a level.
My heart hammers in my chest, and that sickening dread weighs down my stomach like a lead ball.
“You forget, Haven. I can afford a fucking life boat now.”
Kai grabs my jaw, his fingers sinking in hard enough to make me wince.
“I have friends,influence.You’ve got nothing. No one. Last I checked, you can’t even fuckingswim.” He drags me closer until his breath is tickling my lips. “If I throw you overboard, Heavenly, you’ll drown before anyone even notices you’re gone.”
Chapter 30
Kai
“Jesus,” iPhone mutters as he stumbles back into sight. Most of NEX’s outside lights have been turned off because, technically, everyone should be fucking asleep already.
But it’s three A.M. on a Sunday morning and half the frat house is either gathered around the beer pong table for a questionable winner-takes-all match, or squeezed into the natural stone hot tub. It’s a statement about how much NEX bros like to party. And how much money flows through their bank accounts.
“What?” I ask as iPhone—fuckingThaddeus—shoulders his way into the frothing water beside me.
“Spent twenty fucking minutes looking for my phone.”
“Found it, didn’t you?” Kruger says, cupping his hand around a blunt as he takes a hit.
“Dude, I was using the phone’s motherfucking light to look for it!”
There’s a beat where everyone—even Austin—just stares at him, then we all burst out laughing.
Soon as I can breathe again, I tap iPhone’s shoulder with the back of my hand. “Listen, thanks for the heads up earlier.”
“No problem, man.” iPhone shakes his head, chuckles. “That shit was wild. Her friend tried to wingman me into making out with her.”
“You what?” My voice is a low growl.
