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“You’d better tell your boy to walk away, Shaw, before I make him.”
“Fuck you, asshole.” Bexley looks ready to lunge for Cade, but Alex grabs his arm.
“Come on, man. I’m fucking starving.”
Like me, Alex has lived in Gravestone his entire life. He understands the order of things, the social hierarchy, even if he doesn’t know everything.
Bexley glares at Cade, as if he’s deciding whether to stand and fight or walk away. I want to scream, “Fight for me,” but I don’t.
I can’t.
I belong to Cade now. If I’m going to survive this, I need to play my part and buy myself some time to figure out how I’m going to get out of it in one piece.
“Bex,” Alex hisses, and he finally moves.
“Yeah, let’s go.” His icy gaze lingers on my face a second before he spins on his heel and takes off down the hall.
“Well, that was fun,” Ashton remarks. “Think we need to be worried?”
“About Danforth?” Cade balks. “It’s him who needs to watch his back.”
“Mia, why don’t you come with me?” Sasha says. “I was going to grab a coffee before class.”
I’m about to move, but Cade tightens his hold on me. Our eyes meet, and he smirks. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“No, I don’t think I am.” The words spill out before I can stop them.
His lips twist with amusement, but I don’t miss the anger simmering in his eyes. Cade Kingsley doesn’t appreciate insubordination.
He leans in, his warm breath caressing my cheek. “Don’t play games with me, Mia. You won’t like what happens when I’m pushed.”
Sliding my trembling hand to his chest, I stuff down the ball of emotion in my throat and muster the best smile I can. “Have a good day, your Highness.” My lips graze the corner of his mouth.
I start to pull away, feeling smug at my little outburst, but Cade snags me around the waist, crushing me against his chest and plunging his tongue into my mouth. Clawing at his t-shirt, I try to push him away, but he has me in a vise-like grip, his fingers digging into my hips enough to leave bruises. Cade doesn’t just kiss me, he devours me. Every lick of his tongue is a dark promise of what will happen if I disobey him again.
I swallow the tears burning my throat.
“Cade, man,” someone says, and I think it might be Channing.
“Just getting some sugar off my girl to get me through the day,” he murmurs against my mouth, tugging my bottom lip between his teeth and biting gently. To anyone watching, we might look like two people unable to keep their hands off each other, but this isn’t that.
Finally, he releases me, and I stagger back, flushed head to toe with anger.
“You—”
“Nah-ah, babe. Play nice.” His eyes narrow in warning.
“Come on, Mia.” A hand lands on my shoulder, and Sasha gently leads me away.
We walk in silence down the hall toward the coffee shop in the building’s entrance. “Are you okay?” she asks me.
“What do you think?”
Her weak smile drops. “I think Cade is an ass.”
Laughter bubbles in my chest. It’s the best thing she could have said to me.
“But I thought you two were—”
