“I thought you guys didn’t come here,” I whisper, but he snarls, getting in my face. Mint and weed lace his breath, and I bite back a moan.
“Are you high?” he asks, and I giggle, shaking my head.
“Are you?” I ask, and he grabs my face, pinching my cheeks. “Ouc–”
“I won’t tell you again. Leave,” he orders, releasing me and taking a step back. I roll my eyes and walk away, looking for Misti. I search the dance floor but I can’t seem to find her. Where the fuck did she go? I turn back around and slam into a hard body. Fuck!
“That’s twice in twenty four hours, Chunkers,” he grits, and I swallow thickly, stepping around him and going out the back door. Finally spotting Misti, I march right up to her, and she looks at me with wide eyes.
“Can we go? I’m too high to deal with those fucks!” I say, and she looks at me like I have ten heads.
“Who?” she asks, and I turn to look over my shoulder but no one is there.What the fuck?
“Dickface, Asshole, and Fuckhead. They’re here. Already fucking with me,” I state, and she looks around, shaking her head.
“I don’t see any sign of them. Come on. Take a shot,” she says, handing me a clear little cup. I throw it back and wince.
“What was that? It’s fucking gross.” I gag.
“Everclear,” she states, handing me another one. “I’m too high right now to leave. Just stay with me. But I told you earlier, they don’t come here,” she reminds me, but I know what I saw, felt, and heard. I’m not fucking crazy.
“Okay. Fine. Just don’t leave me alone again,” I say, and she laughs.
“I didn't leave you—you left me,” she says, but as I go to respond, someone screams.
“FIGHT!” And everyone runs over and creates a circle, I shake my head and take another shot while Misti giggles.
“Can we go dance again? That was fun,” I ask, and she nods.
“Let’s do it,” she says, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the house and onto the dance floor. We dance the night away, and all I can think about is the three guys who can’t seem to leave me alone.
four
Kade Langley
Shadow Mouse
One week later…
Walking into my dorm room I slam the door shut and plop onto my bed. I’m so fucking stupid. I should’ve known I was going to get caught. The frat is the one place we hold no power. I should’ve never let my impulses run wild, because all it caused was for me to have to do tutoring sessions in the library twice a week. This is my punishment for kicking that kid's dick in for touching Rowyn. She’s my chosen one, and no one gets to put their hands on her but me. Of course, Grayson laid into my ass for fighting, but I couldn’t tell him the real reason for it all. We can never speak about the girl we choose. So, lying was the only thing I could do. It took a week for the admins to find out what I had done. A fucking video was posted on the school’s socials and it spread like wildfire. I shouldn’t be as mad as I amthough since I still get to play hockey. I knew they couldn't touch me when it came to that. This is a sports college. They’d never bench me, especially since I’m captain. But fuck! I don’t have time for this extra bullshit. The only upside is—I get more time with her. That’s if she accepts me. From what I’ve heard, Rowyn is here on scholarship, which means one of the requirements is to do some type of community service and she chose tutoring. So, I need to figure out how to bypass all the bullshit and still get accepted by her.Fuck it.Maybe I’ll just tell her she doesn't have a choice, just like I did the other day. A smile spreads across my face at the thought.
Getting up from my bed, I leave my room and head for the elevators. Pressing the button, the doors slide open and a bunch of giggling girls step out.
“Hey, Kade,” Andrea purrs, running her finger up my chest. Normally, I’d scare her off for touching me but I’m in a rush and have no extra time to deal with the dumb shit.
“Hey, babe. Sorry, I gotta run. You ladies have a good night.” I wink, causing them to giggle. I step inside and press the button for the freshman floor. I tap my finger against the railing as I wait. I’m not a patient guy and already regret taking the elevator when I could’ve just taken the stairs and been down there already. The doors slide open again and I stepout, but stop in my tracks when I see Elliot walking out of her room.What in the actual fuck?I back step right into the elevator and seethe.Why the fuck is he in her room?This little tidbit has my jaw locking and my fists tightening around the railing.What game is she playing?
Getting back to my floor, I walk to my room and slam the door yet again. Just yesterday, I had Rowyn on her knees sucking my cock and now she's entertaining Elliot?The fuck?
Sitting on my bed, I dig into my jeans for my phone. Swiping the screen to life, I scroll to the photos and press play on the video. Smiling as I think about yesterday.
Walking down the hall, I spy with my little eye a thick girl with long brown hair entering the chemistry closet. Following her, I silently open the door, step inside, and lock it behind me. Her body freezes, bringing a smile to my face. I cage her in and press up against her. She whips around and screams but I slam my hand over her mouth to quiet her down.
“Shh, don't say a word, Shadow Mouse,” I whisper as she thrashes in my hold. “The more you fight, the harder my dick gets,” I warn, and she stills as her lips tremble beneath my hand. The smell of fear that radiates off her skin is so intoxicating that I bite back a moan. “Your heart is beating so fast. Can you hear it?” I whisper, and I watch her throat bob as she nods the answer. “Why areyou so scared? Such a fragile thing.” I smile, licking my lips. Her eyes fly down at my gesture then back up to mine, and I raise a brow. “You’ve been avoiding me. You would think I’d be mad at that but I’m not. It makes me want to seek you out more,” I say, tucking a curl behind her ear. “The more you run, the more I’ll chase just to smell your fear. Just to see you tremble when I’m near. It’s the only thing that helps me sleep at night,” I lie, and her eyes blow with lust. So, I slowly remove my hand away from her mouth and lick my palm, tasting her strawberry lip gloss. She gasps, and I smirk. “Tasty.” I grin, and her lips part slightly as if she wants to swipe her tongue across mine to taste her too.
“What do you want, Kade?” she breathes, almost panting, but catches herself.
“Nothing, I just wanted to see you shiver for me,” I answer and watch her swallow.
