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My body freezes while Jagger and Neo share some unspoken words. Neo finally looks at me, his eyes glistening with mischief. “Anything?”
I’m desperate, so I say, “Yes.”
ChapterThirteen
CREW
I swearto all that is holy if Scar doesn’t give me my damn keys before class, I will tie her to her bed and tear her room apart until I find them.
“Open up.” I pound my fist repeatedly to her door.
“One sec.” I hear Riley’s voice on the other side.
I drop my hand, my lack of patience getting the best of me. “Hurry your ass up.”
Seconds later, the door swings open and I’m face to face with Riley. Her dripping blonde hair and pink robe tied around her lead me to believe she just got back from the showers.
Without a hello, I push the door open farther and torpedo into the room. “Where the hell is she?” My eyes skim the space, but she’s not here.
“She was still in the shower when I left the bathrooms. Do you want me to go…”
I don’t even give her a chance to finish talking as I spin on my heels and leave the room, walking hastily down the hall.
My palms press to both revolving doors, and I burst into the bathroom. A couple of girls wrapped in towels scurry away quickly.
“It’s Crew Vance.”
“He’s in our bathroom.”
“Cover your tatas, ladies. Boy in the room.”
Ignoring the hushed comments, I cup my hands around my mouth and holler, “Scarlett,” as I walk farther into the girls’ private space.
Melody emerges from one of the bathroom stalls wrapped in a white towel, a vampish grin on her face. She stretches her arm up, pressing it to the frame, and lets her towel drop from her body, but it does absolutely nothing for me.
“Now, what are you doing in the ladies’ bathroom, Crew?” Her attempt at flirting is embarrassing for both of us. I now see she was a one and done fuck.
“Where’s Scar?”
Melody’s expression twists as she bends over and grabs her towel, shielding herself now that she knows I'm not interested in what she’s putting out. “Who?”
“Scarlett. Where the hell is Scarlett?” I don’t have time for this shit. Had Scar not been such an uncompromising little shit, we could have avoided this altogether.
“Forget it.” I head for the showers. “I’ll find her my-damn-self.”
I tear open curtain by curtain. The first three are empty.
The second holds a cute little redhead with freckles sprinkled on her nose. She squeals a high-pitched sound and attempts to cover herself with her hands as water spills down her body. I wink at her before tugging the curtain closed.
Finally, I find her. Stark naked under the running water.
“Oh my god, Crew. Are you fucking insane?” She jabs a stern finger in the air. “Get the hell out of here.”
It’s odd to me that Scar makes no attempt to hide her body. Not that she should. It’s a perfect body. My eyes drink in the sight. Milky, flawless skin. An innie belly button with a small brown mole beside it. Auburn-colored areolas surrounding her budded nipples. Perky breasts that aren’t too big and not too small. Then I see it. Something I wish I could unsee because it shouldn’t even be there.
“What the fuck is this?” I barge into the shower, submerging myself in the water. My hand flies to her neck, grabbing it and tilting it to the side. “Who the hell did this to you?”
Scar slaps a hand over her neck, covering the hickey. It’s faint, but it’s most definitely there.
