God, why is she so annoying?It is almost like she purposefully wants me to suffer.
“Astrid,” someone hummed from behind me, slinging an arm over my shoulders.
I looked to my left.“Frasier.”
A sly grin decorated his playboy lips.“Someone on your mind?”
“What do you want?”I asked, narrowing my eyes.
“Relax …” He held up his arms.“I’m just here to help.”
“Help?”
“It’s obvious you have a thing for Calix.”
“I do not.”
“Well, if you ever need someone to help get his attention?—”
My gaze cut to him, and I arched a brow.“Why do you want to help me?You’re more into fucking and dumping girls, only to find more, aren’t you?”
Especially after what he had done to me the other morning.
All those sweet little promises for nothing.
“I know what you’re like, Frasier,” I said.
“Do you?”he asked.“I don’t think you know the first thing about me, and you really don’t know how to get the attention from a guy like Calix.But I can help.All you have to do is play along with me.”
“And how do I do that?”
“We make him jealous,” he said, as if it were that simple.“You and I hang out at school, after school.I’ll blow him off and tell him I’m with you.Trust me, he won’t be able to stand it, especially if we make it seem like we’re more than friends.”
I held out my hand for him to shake.“Deal.”
He stared down at my outstretched hand, and instead of shaking it, he pulled me closer until my body was pressed against his and his lips were brushing against mine.“If we’re going to be more than friends, then you have to act like it, baby.”
And right there, in front of Redwood Academy and Calix, he kissed me on the mouth.
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
CALIX
I balledmy hands into fists and watched Frasier kiss my girl.I mean, Astrid.
What the fuck is he doing?And why is she kissing him back?
Mira had her hands all over me, trying to pry my attention away from my little sister’s best friend andmybest friend, all fucking over each other in the middle of Redwood.Frasier was a player—Astrid knew that.
Why is she?—
He clutched her by the waist and pulled her closer until her tits were flush against his chest, garnering stares from other students.A girl like Astrid with a guy like Frasier was bound to be all over school by next period.
When Astrid pulled away from Frasier, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were wide, and her lips were swollen.He tucked some hair behind her ear, released his grip on her, and sauntered away, leaving her staring breathlessly at him.
After a moment, she straightened herself out and tugged her books to her chest.A wide grin was painted on her face as she began walking toward me to her next class—Calc.She didn’t even spare me a fucking glance either.
A low growl escaped my lips, and I released Mira to follow Astrid.
