“Hello?” I answer, ready for the teacher's wrath when she catches me on a prohibited device.
“You need to follow my instructions, immediately. You are to give Jasper the slip and head to the west border of the school.”
I don’t get a chance to ask why when he ends the call. I slip my phone back into the little pocket and stand. “Miss, I need to go to the ladies’ room.”
She turns away from Jasper. “The lesson has only just started, you should have gone before class.”
“I can’t help Mother Nature, miss, unless you would like me to bleed out all over your nice chairs.”
“Fine, once you’re done you can stop in and see your stepfather and inform him that your presence here disturbs the entire class.”
I nod and Jasper follows me out of the room. I have to think fast. How in the hell can I give him the slip? He isn’t stupid. He stops when we reach the girl’s toilets and leans against the wall. I push the door open and once I’m inside I check each stall to make sure no one is going to see me escape. I’m grateful that this class is on the ground floor. Jumping from a two-storey window wouldn’t have ended well for me. I’m about as agile as a monkey that has cement feet.
I slide the window open as slowly as I can so that it doesn’t make any noise. Will my ass fit through the small gap? Climbing onto the window ledge, I squeeze myself through the tiny space and slide down the wall without breathing.
Once my feet hit the ground, I take off running. I have zero idea which way is west, so I fish my phone out and use the compass app. Bet the boys wouldn’t have to do that. I sigh.
When I make it to the tree line, I wonder why Monty has ordered me here. I walk undercover just a little to stop Jasperfrom finding me. This better be important because the guys are not going to be happy with Jasper for losing me, and he doesn’t deserve their wrath.
A twig snapping puts me on high alert and my heart rate spikes.
A figure dressed all in black comes at me, and I brace myself for impact. Jasper’s training kicks in. I grab the figure by the biceps and push down bringing my knee to his face.
“Yes,” I whisper-cheer, not having believed it would actually work.
It doesn’t keep him down for long, and I have to use every move I have been taught. But each time he keeps coming back. I start to get tired easily and he gets the upper hand, throwing me to the ground. I scramble backwards as he walks towards me. I can’t see who it is through the black clothing and balaclava covering his face.
Before I can scream, movement catches my eye and Baxter fucking Branson steps out from behind the guy, as if he has appeared out of nowhere. He wraps his arm around the guy’s neck, and within seconds he’s passed out. Baxter drops him to the ground like a sack of shit and I breathe a sigh of relief.
My first assignment from Monty and I failed miserably.
Baxter steps closer to me, looking as sinful as ever and reaches down to help me up. I dust the dirt from my uniform as best as I can.
“Stop checking me out, it’s weird now that we’re only friends,” he jokes as if he didn’t just drop a guy two seconds ago.
“Stop with the jokes. I’m mad at you,” I state, crossing my arms over my chest.
“And what could you possibly be mad at me for?” he asks, leaning against a tree with his nonchalant attitude. Something’s up with him.
I walk closer to him and he pushes off the tree. Even though I know I don’t have a chance in hell of connecting with him, I throw a punch towards him. Baxter catches my hand midair.
“I must have really pissed you off.” He laughs. “I did just save your life, a thank you would suffice.”
He doesn’t let go of my fist which has me reaching in with my left hand to twist his nipple. He drops my hand and a grunt of pain slips from his mouth. I’m sure if he wanted, he could still kill me.
He grins at me as I continue to twist. “You shouldn’t start something that you won’t be able to handle.”
“Piss off, you have no idea what I can handle,” I throw back.
“Who is that?” he asks, changing the subject and nodding at the prone guy on the floor.
I shrug, but I don’t let go of his nipple. “Monty gave me an order to come down here without Jasper, so I did…well, assuming this is the west border.”
“I see,” is all he says. Always so unshakeable.
“Why did you cut Kalen's hair?” I blurt out my question, not giving a shit about the guy Monty sent. I’m sure he will wake up soon enough so we can deal with him then.
“Okay, okay. Stop and we can talk. You’re going to give me a boner if you keep up with that twisty shit”
