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I should have learned my lesson to stay away from toxic men by now.
When we reach the bar, I spot Tino immediately. He looks hotter than ever tonight. He’s wearing one of those Henley style shirts, and it grips his athletic frame, highlighting his broad shoulders and his narrow waist. It’s not surprising I’m struggling to get my mind off him.
His dark hair shines under the spotlights above the bar. His eyes glitter as we approach, full of promise and menace, but his smile is easy.
“Hey, Kenzie, Camile.” He nods at my friend, but she returns the greeting by narrowing her eyes.
“I think that’s only like the third time you’ve lowered yourself to speak to me, Valentino.”
He doesn’t flinch or look pissed; his smile never falters. “Well, I’ll hopefully correct that tonight.”
She rolls her eyes, but there’s a faint flush of pink staining her cheeks. Camile might not like Tino, but even she isn’t immune to the man’s charms.
The projection screen is set up, and students start to take their seats. Tino orders us all drinks, Coke for me, beer for him and Camile, and, good to his word, he gets us all a huge bucket of salty popcorn.
“They make it right here at the bar, and it’s fucking awesome,” he says as he passes us our buckets.
“What’s the movie?” I ask.
“Dirty Dancing,” he replies.
“I’m surprised you’d watch a movie like that,” I say.
He clutches one hand to his chest. “Oh, you hurt my heart. I’m a real romantic.”
“A real douchebag,” Camile mutters low enough for me to hear sitting next to her, but not Tino, who is on the other side of me.
Right as the movie starts, two more people push their way past us and drop into the empty seats next to Camile.
“You have got to be joking.” She doesn’t even bother to keep her voice down this time.
I lean forward slightly to see Dom and Kirill now filling the chairs beside Camile.
She sends me a desperate stare, and I mouth, ‘Sorry,’ at her.
I catch Dom’s eye and glare at him.
“What’s up, Duchess?” Dom says, casually reaching into Camile’s popcorn bucket, and tossing a couple of kernels into his mouth. She snatches the bucket closer to her chest.
“What are you doing here?” I hiss.
He looks around, as though surprised to find himself in the student bar. “What? Here? In a public place? I don’t know…same as everyone else?”
Kirill leans forward, too. “Hey, Mack. We missed you.”
“What do you want with watching a film like this?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I love old movies. It’s my jam. This one’s a classic.”
I roll my eyes and sit back. They’re playing with me; I know they are. What the hell makes me so interesting? Is it just because my mother is marrying Dom’s father? It’s not like Dom is a small child anymore. Surely, he can get over not being the only person his daddy pays attention to.
Or is it nothing to do with that, and it’s simply because I’m the new girl.
Fresh meat.
Or is it that they can sense a darkness around me—inside me—an energy that draws them in. Perhaps, deep down, we’re the same.
I struggle to focus on the movie. I’m conscious of how close Tino is to me, the way his shoulder and thigh casually press against mine. His proximity sets my entire body alight. This man ate my pussy like a fiend, and I can’t help replaying the intensity of my orgasm in my head. I must be sending out pheromones like a teenage boy. While the sensible part of me says stay away, my pussy is all revved up and shouting gimme more, more, more!
