She steps into the dorm building, and I follow after her at a slower pace.
She takes the stairs, completely lost in her own thoughts, and doesn’t notice me behind her once.
Which makes me clench my jaw.
Anyone could follow her like this, and she’d be completely oblivious to it.
She needs to be more careful.
And again why the hell do I care is beyond me.
But from the moment Adelaide Reyes introduced her at that party, I knew it was never going to be that simple.
Something about her pulled me in immediately, and deep down I already knew once would never be enough.
Though I’ll admit, I didn’t expect her to flirt back.
And I definitely didn’t expect that not long later I’d have my tongue down her throat and my cock buried inside her tight virgin cunt.
I keep telling myself I’ll eventually get over this fixation, but even as the thought crosses my mind, I know it’s probably bullshit.
But I also can’t love her. Hell, I don’t even know what the word means.
A woman like Piper would want things I was never built for. A relationship, a boyfriend, eventually a fiancé, a family, maybe even children.
All that normal domestic rubbish.
But that life was never meant for me.
And yet the mere thought of her having it with another man makes something ugly twist inside my chest.
Makes me want to put my fist through the nearest wall and cave the imaginary bastard’s face in afterwards.
As it is, I’m already doing it.
In my head, but that’s hardly the point.
And that right there is exactly why she’s bad for me.
I worked too bloody hard to build this calm, controlled version of myself just to start losing my head at the mere thought of another man anywhere near Piper.
I knock on her door, which definitely wasn’t part of the plan. I was only supposed to follow her back and make sure she got inside safely, yet here I am.
And it takes her less than a second to open it.
She didn’t even bother checking who it was before opening the damn door.
But one look at her face tells me she’s not fully present. She looks distraught, like part of her is still lost somewhere inside her own head.
The second she sees me, she tries to slam the door shut again.
I shove my arm through the gap before she can.
She gasps as her eyes fly to me through the narrow opening.
“What are you—”
I don’t let her finish. I push the door open and step inside.
