“I’m sure you will, but I think I have a plan that won’t get us killed.”
He smirked, “I forgot who you were for a moment.”
I stared at him drolly. “They’ve sorely underestimated me. And that works in our favor.” I smoothed my skirt. “Most men do.”
“I think I’m in love,” Beck said, staring at me with heat in his eyes.
The door opened, and a girl walked in with denim shorts cut so high and a shirt cut so low she might as well have been nude.
“Hey, sweet thing. I brought you something to eat.” She headed straight for Beck, her long brown ponytail swaying just above her ass.
I stood and stepped in front of him, “I’ll take that.”
I grabbed the tray loaded with sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and some bottles of water.
I heard Beck laughing low behind me. “Thanks, Biddy. I appreciate the food, but my girl is kind of territorial.”
She pouted, “I don’t mind sharing.”
“I do.” I turned my back to her and set the plate on the table.
“Get your ass out of there, Biddy,” Red growled from outside the room. “He needs to prepare for the ass kicking he’s going to take tomorrow.”
“I’ll see you later, Beck.” She fluttered her lashes and walked out, blowing a kiss at Red.
Red slammed the door, and the lock clicked back into place.
I snatched a sandwich from the plate and took a bite, looking up in question when Beck didn’t move.
He was staring at me with a huge grin on his face.
“What?” I asked, grabbing a chip and stuffing it in my mouth.
I was starving; we hadn’t had anything but the deer jerky in my pack today.
“I like you claiming me like that.” His eyes burned with intensity.
“Don’t let your head get too big. She thinks I’m your girl, so I wasn’t going to put up with her disrespect.” I took a gulp of water. “No one fucks with my pretend boyfriend.”
Beck laughed, “You’re something else, Fox.”
“Sit down and eat.” I stuffed another chip into my mouth.
“So, what’s this plan you’ve come up with?” He sat and took the other sandwich, almost eating it in one bite.
I smirked, “I think you’re going to like it.”
“Impress me, evil queen.”
I was starting to love that title.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
LUCAS
Morning came without a sunrise, or at least one I could see.
The teachers’ lounge had no windows, just a wall clock that ticked too loudly and a fluorescent light that highlighted the exhaustion of the room’s occupants.
