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ChapterEighteen
SUNDAY
The library was unusually busy this afternoon as everybody crammed for their mid-semester evaluations. Each student was required to prove what they’d learned so far to their personal advisers, which meant I had to stay focused during a one-on-one session with Caleb if I had any chance of receiving a passing grade. Somehow I didn’t thinkextra creditwould be on the table. Or under the desk?
The naughty thought made me squirm, catching Kingston’s attention. He tugged at a lock of my hair. “Something on your mind, Sunshine?”
“Just thinking about the test.”
“Does this test make you wet? I can smell you from here. Do we need to get out of here so I can... serve my mate?” His low rumble skated across my skin, but instead of causing the wave of arousal I’d expected, I just felt more on edge.
“No. I need to focus.”
“I know a way to clear your mind and help with that.”
“Not everything is about sex.”
“Sure it is.”
“Kingston.”
“Okay, okay. Point taken.” He sat back, but his gaze never left me.
“What?” I finally snapped, flattening my hands over my book as I looked at him.
“You’re... not yourself today. Everything all right?”
I didn’t know. Everything around me annoyed me. The sounds of people sniffling, the soft clearing of a throat, even Kingston touching me rubbed me the wrong way. I never felt like that about him, even when I’d been pretending to hate him.
If I didn’t know better, I’d say I was PMSing. I was uncomfortable in my skin and had that same inexplicable low-boiling rage. I could probably break out into tears as easily as destroy somebody for looking at me sideways. But that made no sense.
And since I couldn’t explain it, I was currently smack dab in Denialville.
“I’m fine.”
His eyes widened. “Oh, shit. The kiss of death. Second only to ‘we need to talk.’ You know I have four sisters, right?” He stood. “I’m going to the dining hall to scavenge you some snacks. Maybe steal a heating pad from the clinic too.”
He was being so sweet, and it made me feel instantly guilty. He’d done absolutely nothing to deserve my shitty temper, but I just couldn’t turn it off.
“I don’t need anything. I just need people to leave me alone.” I slammed the book in front of me shut so hard a crack splintered through the center of the table. Fuck. Maybe I did need snacks.
Kingston wisely kept his mouth shut. His only reaction was to brush his palm over the top of my head and press a soft kiss to my forehead. “I’ll check in on you later, okay?”
“Fine,” I snapped, miserable that I was being such a moody bitch.
I glanced up at him, guilt washing over me at the tenderness in his eyes. When his gaze flicked to the doorway, I followed, catching sight of Alek’s hulking form striding in without a care in the world. Must be nice.
Kingston’s nostrils flared, and he looked down at me and then back up to Alek with interest. “Oh, I get it.”
“Get what?”
“He’s the one you need.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, Kingston?”
“Your scent changed the second you saw him.”
“How many times do I have to tell you to stop sniffing me? It’s weird.”
