“I was thinking—”
“That you want to dump him because I paid attention to you for two seconds?”
I was speechless. The dark-haired guy behind him burst out laughing, then he asked, “Blondie’s the one who hit you with chemistry book, isn’t she?”
James didn’t say anything, but he stared at me.
“Is she your girlfriend?” he demanded.
“No,” snarled James.
“Okay, forget I said anything.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck about you. I thought that was clear, White.” James’s words felt like he was twisting a knife in my back.
“The feeling is mutual, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that what you do is wrong, and now I feel guilty because of you, James.”
I saw him frown at my words.
“About what, White?”
“About what we did.” But I admitted that quietly, coming closer to his face so the others wouldn’t hear.
James bowed his head with a hint of a mischievous grin.
“What we did in your head, you mean.”
I stared stone-cold at him.
“Did I kiss you by any chance?”
Hearing him talk about that possibility with such arrogance and indifference made me lose it.
“Enough, you’re driving me nuts. You always want to be the center of attention. That’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Answer me. Did I kiss you?”
His blunt question prevented me from taking a step.
“No.”
“Did I touch you?”
I gritted my teeth, and stopped answering, maybe because I already understood what he was getting at.
“So it’s all here.” James pointed at my temple with his index finger.
“And maybe . . .” His finger descended along my cheek then drifted to my chest and down to my slightly uncovered stomach. “. . . here too.” I grabbed his hand and pushed it away before he could go any farther. That abrupt gesture made the guy next to James chuckle.
“You have to quit acting like this with me,” I said.
“I’ll do that when you, Snow White, quit eye banging me.”
“You know what I say? If you’re so proud of being an asshole, there’s no hope for someone like you. You enjoy torturing people. That’s all you do. It might enchant others, but not me.”
“Oh no?”
“You think you’re the best, someone everyone wants to be around, but ultimately I bet you always end up alone. You’re alone. And that’s sad because your friends do everything for you, but you don’t have any scruples, and you don’t care if they end up in messes because of you.”
