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He shrugs off my hand, glaring at me over his shoulder and stopping me in my tracks. Garrett’s eyes are always red. It was one of the weirder things about him, but right now, they’re damn near glowing. His eyes on me make my beast uneasy in a way I’ve only ever experienced with the guys when they’re close to the edge.
It’s almost as if my beast is wary of his.
I brush off the thought as he keeps walking down the hall.
“Stop!” Blair snaps. That single word bounces around the open space of the stairs and echoes back. And to my amazement, Garrett listens.
He stands in the middle of the hall with his back to us, his shoulders rapidly rising and falling as he draws in heaving breaths. Sol’s head pokes out of his room, and I see the water dripping from his hair and the towel slung low on his hips. The confusion on his face mirrors my own.
Blair walks past without so much as glancing at either of us before he moves past Garrett as well, making his way to the end of the hall, he stops in front of the door to the library. I watch as he tenses. His hand hesitates on the knob for a moment before he pushes the door open.
“Damn it, Rabbit,” he says, and my stomach sinks. I don’t need to ask to know she isn’t here.
We walk in silence for so long that I’m beginning to think his deal was all for show.
“So, how far do we have to go?” I ask when the silence becomes too much for me. Not for the first time, I’m thankful for the amount of time I spend in the gym so that I can keep up with him. I’m not sure if he realizes how much longer his legs are than mine, and he’s being a dick on purpose, or if he has no idea, but I’m not going to complain.
“Oh, so questions are fine when you ask them?”
He stops walking and suddenly turns to face me, and I almost slam into him. At the last second, I sidestep, and my foot catches a root on the ground. I just barely get my arms out in front of me to catch myself before I faceplant on the ground.
“It’s a wonder you survived this long.”
He crouches down, looking at me as if he’s never seen someone fall before.
Asshole.
“Fuck you,” I spit, pushing up off the ground to stand, brushing off the dirt on my legs. He continues to watch me, turning his head this way and that.
Don’t smack him, don’t smack him.
I tell myself over and over in hopes it will calm me down. It doesn’t.
“What does that mean, lost girl?” He asks, straightening to his full height once again, and somehow, it’s no less impressive this time.
“What?” I question, unsure what he’s talking about.
“Fuck you. What does it mean?” He says, looking at me in question, and I take a step back in surprise.
How does he not understand that? Is he fucking with me? I watch him for a moment, waiting for the punchline, but he says nothing as he continues to watch me, waiting for an answer.
“Oh, um…” I trail off, trying to think of how to explain it.
I say it often enough that it shouldn’t be this hard to explain, but most understand it’s an insult. I’d never really stopped to think about how it would be explained, and now all I can seem to think of is explaining what fuck means, which is the complete opposite of helpful.
“It’s an insult,” I grumble, annoyed with myself and his stupid question. “It pretty much means get lost, but angrier.”
Fuck, that’s not really right either.
“Are you sure? You don’t seem like you really believe the words you’re saying right now, little lost girl,” he says, taking a step toward me, and I have to fight against the urge to step back, away from him.
“Stop calling me that,” I demand, stomping my foot on the ground in frustration with, well, everything right now. I should have stayed in the house and studied, but no, I just had to follow the pretty flames.
“Well, what else would you like me to call you, darling? You have yet to tell me your name, even though you have no problem asking me questions you expect an answer to and insulting me.”
Damn him and his cocky brow that he’s arching at me, looking hotter than he has any right to while I fight the urge to hit him.
“Rena,” I grit out, unwilling to give him my full name because I’m feeling petty.
