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I slowly look toward the dark shelves.

A chill runs over my skin.

He had to have been inside before I heard it fall.

Which means while I was sitting in the staff room staring at Hades's name on my phone... he was already here.

And I have no idea how long he'd been watching me.

“Oh, I'm so fucked.”

CHAPTER 27

Hades

I stare at the ceiling, grinning.

Presley wants me to be her boyfriend.

I’m as giddy as a schoolboy, and I can't fucking help it.

She said it, and that’s what matters.

Granted, she said it while bent over in front of a window with my fingers inside her, so there's a chance her judgment was compromised.

I don't give a shit.

I laugh quietly.

From the other side of the room, Wilder groans. “Jesus Christ.”

I glance over.

He's sprawled on the couch, staring at his phone.

“What?”

“You're doing it again.”

“Doing what?”

“Looking happy.”

“I am happy.”

“Oh, hell. That’s worse.”

I flip him off.

He doesn't even look up.

My phone vibrates. I grab it immediately.

Wilder finally looks at me. “Oh, that's pathetic.”

I glare at my phone.

Wilder: Thought it was your girlfriend, didn’t ya?