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There was a satisfied, relieved tone to her voice that I couldn’t stand. She was happy to escape me. Happy that she’d outmaneuvered me. Now that I thought about it, I doubted she wanted to share a room with me, either. She was just stuck there with me. If I couldn’t avoid her completely, which I wouldn’t be able to if she was living next door, then surely the next best option was to make her miserable. The thought filled me with unexpected anticipation. Fuck ignoring her and letting her offthe hook for all she’d done to me. I’d do whatever the opposite of that was instead and watch her suffer.
“The Martino room is in apartment seven. She can’t just switch,” I said flatly to Tyler.
He tilted his head, looking quizzical. “But I thought you didn’t want her staying there?”
My patience snapped. “Listen, man, I mean this in the nicest possible way, seeing as we’re going to be teammates and all, but that’s my problem, and I suggest you mind your own business.”
Tyler chuckled while Eve glowered at me.
I avoided her hot glare. I turned back toward my apartment and left Tyler standing there in the hall.
Eve was right behind me. “What the hell, Beckett? You don’t want me here, and then you do? Make up your mind.”
I opened the door to the apartment, and she stormed in behind me. She got two steps before coming up against my chest. I kicked the door shut behind her and then walked her slowly back to it.
Her gaze landed on my face, taking me in properly for the first time all summer. I felt the moment her gaze hit the scar. Her eyes widened, and her chest rose. She stared, and I let her.
“Yep, that’s right, Evie. That’s what I was recovering from this summer, without a single painkiller…while you went right on with your life.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“I don’t want to hear it. It’s too late for that.”
She held my gaze. There was a pulse fluttering in her neck. I could still remember how that delicate column had felt under my lips when she’d come.Fuck. My dick rose in my shorts. Since coming off the pills and getting them out of my system, my cock was making up for all the time it had lost. Seeing as I still didn’t like to be touched, I didn’t have a lot of options to deal with the tsunami of lust that had built up during the years of denial (because my forced interactions with Colette and her horrible friends obviously weren’t gratifying in any way). Ignoring your body, or drowning its needs in chemicals, was dangerous, and I was finding out the hard way. Literally.
Plus, there was the very inconvenient fact that my dick didn’t want anyone else but the woman in front of me. Even after her betrayal, my body still ached for her.
I caged her against the door as the scent of her wound its way inside my head. She smelled just like I remembered. A sweet, addictive poison.
Her eyes flickered to the scar and away.
“No, don’t turn away. You should see it…stare right at it…unless it’s too ugly for you to face.”
“It’s not ugly,” she protested, a glitter in her eyes that made it hard to breathe. “It just looks like it was so painful.”
“That wasn’t the most painful part of my summer, Cinderella. Believe me. Don’t you fucking cry,” I warned. I couldn’t take the sight of her crocodile tears.
She blinked them back somehow and shook her head. “We can’t live together, Beckett. We can’t be around each other, it’s not good for either of us.”
“Maybe it’s not good for you, but it won’t bother me. You see, I don’t care about you, Eve. You didn’t care about me, and now – I don’t care about you. You’re a fly to swat, a spider to trap, a tiny crawling ant. You’re beneath my notice.”
I bit out each word, and Eve’s tears disappeared, as did the sympathy from her expression. Good. I’d rather have her wrath than her pity. Anger sparked in her glorious eyes, and her cheeks warmed with it. Sadness and pity were cold, as icy as pond water in spring, closing over your head and dragging you under. Anger was hot, a fire to warm even the most barren of bones.
“I’m not living here with you. I’m going to take Tyler up on his offer and you can’t stop me,” she murmured softly.
A smirk twisted my lips.
“Every single thing you just said is wrong. Underestimate me at your own risk, Eve. I warn you now, don’t fight me on this…you’ll be the one who suffers.”
She scoffed and folded her arms over her ample chest. I hated how I noticed the way her plump tits pressed against her arms. I could still remember the rough, perfect texture of her nipples on my tongue.
“You’re not king of the campus, Beckett. Daddy’s money might have gotten you in here, but now you’re just a student, like the rest of us. You have no power over me.”
A dark and violent need to prove her wrong filled me, and I was lifting her before I could question my sanity. I didn’t need to question it; when I was around Eve, it was fucked. I bent at the waist and raised her easily. She protested loudly as I slung her over my shoulder and left her top half dangling down my back.
“Hey! Asshole – I’m not a sack of potatoes to haul around.” She wriggled madly against me.
“Shut the fuck up,” I growled and landed a stinging slap right across her tempting ass, positioned right next to my head. She had jeans on, so I really had to put some muscle behind it so she’d feel it.
