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“What’s with the bat?” she asks, giving me a look of genuine confusion.
Grinning, I lift my shoulders in a shrug. “You never know when you might need a good bat.”
She lets out something between a sigh and an exasperated groan, and then rolls her eyes. “Anyway, you can unpack if you want. But I wouldn’t bother getting too comfortable, if I were you.”
“And why is that?”
“Because you won’t be here long.”
And with that, she spins on her heel and saunters back out into the living room.
I have to resist an overwhelming urge to shove her up against the wall.
She’s such a little demon. Five minutes into the job, and she’s already driving me crazy.
Shaking my head, I blow out a long sigh and instead just follow her back into the living room. She grabs a bag that was leaning against the couch and swings it up onto the kitchen table.
“Alright, let’s lay down some ground rules,” she says as she begins sliding books into her bag.
She’s not even looking at me, which just irks me even more.
“When I’m in class, you wait outside the lecture hall,” she declares.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I scowl at her. “No.”
Her hand stops halfway to her bag. Turning her head towards me, she stares at me with what looks like genuine surprise.
Huh. So apparently, she’s not used to people refusing her orders.
“What do you mean, no?” she demands, that stunned incredulity bleeding into her voice too.
I just look back at her expectantly. “I won’t be able to protect you from out there if something happens.”
Anger flashes across her beautiful face, and she shoves the final book into her bag and then throws out her arms. “Protect me from what? Papercuts?”
“From any and all threats.”
“There are no threats! I’m a business major at Ivy River, for God’s sake! Where you come from, people might get kidnapped and killed all the time. But I live in the real world. And I don’t need you to protect me.”
“Apparently you do, since it’s now my job.”
“My dad is overreacting.” She yanks up the bag and throws it over her shoulder while glaring at me. “I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Tough luck. Because you’re stuck with me.”
She lets out something between a curse and a snarl. After snatching up her keys from the counter, she stomps towards the front door and tries very hard to storm off dramatically.
I just chuckle under my breath and follow her out the door.
5
KAYLA
“Why are you following me?” I snap as I hear Jace walk out the door right behind me.
“It’s my job.” He raises his eyebrows in a show of exaggerated shock. “Man, I thought you were one of those people who don’t preheat the microwave. But apparently, I was wrong.”
I give him a flat look at his use of my own insult. But before I can spit out my retort, he turns around and closes the door while pulling a set of keys out of his pocket. I narrow my eyes. God damn it. I had planned on not giving him any keys, but it looks like Dad anticipated my actions and gave them to him behind my back.
