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A privilege.
I smother a bitter laugh.
Some privilege, being handed over to a guy like a prize cow.
“I’m not sure I can do this,” I admit, hating the tremor in my voice.
Sasha leans over and lays her hand on mine, giving me a sad smile. “You have to, Mia. You don’t have any choice.”
5
Bexley
"What the fuck was that?" Alex asks when we finally come to a stop outside one of the campus coffee shops.
"Nothing."
"Fuck off was that nothing. No one with half a brain cell goes up against Cade Kingsley like that. Do you even know who he is?"
Of course I know who he is. Alex has explained more than once that he's Gravestone royalty, whatever the fuck that’s meant to mean. But unlike everyone in this weird-ass town, I don't give a shit.
He's just a jumped-up prick, as far as I'm concerned.
"I don't give a fuck, Alex."
"Well, you should. You do not want to make an enemy out of Cade and his crew."
"Jesus, you make it sound like I should be running scared because he so much as looked in my direction."
"Most do."
"That's because this town is full of pussies."
"Christ, who got your panties in a twist this morning? Why were you even talking to him, anyway?"
"I wasn't, I was talking to Mia."
"Who's… ohhhh.” His eyes grow big. “Mia Thompson. You know her?"
"Um…" I hesitate, not wanting to admit to Alex what almost happened on Friday night, even more so now I know that apparently she's not fucking single.
Anger swirls around me as I remember just how willing she was. Was it a joke? Did Cade set her up? Why would she tempt me like that if she's his?
"Not really, she's in my econ class. I just wanted to ask her something."
He eyes me suspiciously but doesn't say anything. Instead, he spins on his heels and pushes through the door leading inside the coffee shop.
I follow him to the counter and order myself a double espresso. I think I'm going to need it. I haven’t even stepped inside a classroom and everything's already gone to shit.
"I don't even get why she was with him. No one paid her a second of attention in high school, let alone the likes of Cade Kingsley. He must have made her his new plaything for a reason. Brook's gonna be pissed."
I tune him out as we wait for our orders, not really wanting to get involved with college gossip. I just want to go to class, do my time, and get the fuck out of this place. Four years will be over in a flash, right?
"Thanks," I mutter to the barista when she hands over my order. Our fingers brush as I take the cup from her, and my eyes find hers. She's cute. Bright green eyes and short brown hair. But she doesn't stir something inside me like Mia did on Friday night. There's no connection, which is more like I'm used to.
Ripping my eyes from hers, I turn to find a table for us to sit at while Alex fills his face with his hazelnut croissant, but instead of finding an empty table, I find her hazel eyes.
"Oh, for fuck's sake. Can we at least have ten minutes before déjà vu kicks in, please?" Alex mutters. "There's a table over here."
