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Chapter 21
Astrid
“I’m heading home.” Nova glances at Teeny as we step outside. “What are your plans?”
Bryce took off early. I’m relieved not to have to sit in his car with him in a mood, riding back to Stonehaven in silence. I wonder if I should screw curfew and head back to the apartment. Mom’s still in rehab without a cell phone. I’d like to know how she’s doing, but I have no way of contacting her. I only just found out the address of the place in Massachusetts. I only recognized the name when I saw a story online about a celebrity admitted to the same place.
“I’ll hang for a bit, then head out.” I give her a kiss, and she walks toward Teeny.
I’m still hanging outside the warehouse when Wyatt walks out, carrying his gym bag. I wondered if he wore the mask all the time while he was here, but now I see that he doesn’t. He looks shocked to see me still here.
“How are you getting back to Stonehaven?” he asks.
“I wasn’t planning on going back tonight,” I answer, averting my eyes. “I left my bike at my mom’s apartment. I plan on riding back to Stonehaven in the morning.”
“You can’t do that.” He leans against the battered brick wall, and I do the same. “Breaking curfew will get you in trouble, but leaving campus without permission will get you expelled.”
“I’m a fucking adult.” I kick the ground with my toe. “I took care of myself for years. I don’t know why I need help doing it now.”
“Little Miss Independent,” he teases.
“Shut up, Lone Ranger,” I sass back. Wyatt doesn’t care when I sass him. He isn’t peevish like the other boys at Stonehaven. He can take a joke.
Teeny watches the door until everyone leaves. I can’t see Wyatt in the shadows, but I know he can see me. I stroll around the corner of the building, searching for some privacy. I carry a tiny purse that hooks onto my jeans and dig around for a lighter. I bummed a cigarette off of Teeny earlier. I never smoke around Mom, but my nerves are fraying. I light it, and the flame illuminates my features as Wyatt watches me. I take a puff and let a stream of smoke out, leaning back on the ragged brick.
“You shouldn’t smoke.” He leans on the wall beside me.
I hold out the cigarette between my fingers. “You want a drag?”
“Yeah,” his fingers brush mine. I glance at him. His dark hair falls into his eyes as he exhales, the smoke circling his profile.
I picture Wyatt in the ring again. Those hands striking a man twice his size and bringing him down into submission. A primal feeling makes my breathing deepen, standing near a man with physical force combined easily with grace. I can’t stop staring at him as my body starts to respond. The heat rises off my skin, and I flex as my pussy demands some attention.
“Why are you staring at me?” he asks, shoving the lit cigarette into a crevice in the brick.
I face him, moving my body closer. “Why don’t you have a girl?”
Wyatt looks me in the eyes, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. “Haven’t thought about it until now.”
He pulls me into his arms, and his mouth takes mine. Wyatt opens my lips with his demanding mouth as his hands grip my waist. My body presses hard against his as if I could melt into him and release my pent-up pleasure. He moves his mouth recklessly down my neck as his hands caress every curve on me. I moan, feeling him hard and stiff against my leg. Groaning, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and move my body against his, trying to get even closer. I want to feel him spread me apart.
“You like watching me fight,” he murmurs against my ear, “It turns you on.”
I bite my lip. “I thought I was going to cum when you won.”
He pauses for a moment, staring into my eyes, and I wonder what he thinks of me. I’ll never be like those Stonehaven princesses, but he’s not a stuck-up boy. Wyatt’s not scared of talking dirty, and I know he’ll tell me what he needs.
He pulls the zipper open on my jacket, and his hand snakes under my tight T-shirt. His thumb runs over my thin bra. My nipples are hard before he touches them, and I moan as his other hand greedily grabs my ass while his mouth nuzzles my neck with hot kisses.
“God, I want to take you now,” he moans.
I freeze. We can’t, especially not here. The thought of being caught with a Stonehaven boy on Monarch territory cools my heat. I push Wyatt away, and at first, I don’t think he’s going to stop, but he looks at me, narrowing his eyes. I yank my top down.
“Not yet,” I whisper. I glance around the corner. We’re in the shadows, but that doesn’t mean we’re hidden from view.
Shrugging his shoulders, Wyatt sighs. “I’ll give you a ride back to Stonehaven.”
I press my lips together, knowing what that might mean if we get into his car. “No, I’ll go back to my mother’s.”
