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“No. Get it yourself. I’ve already picked it up the past two times you dropped it.”

He leans forward on the desk, looking at me with an evil glint in his eyes. “Are you sure you want to tell me no?”

Of course, he’s going to play this game. “Is this really how you’re doing this? Making me your personal bitch? I thought you were more creative than that.”

“I think you need to a little taste of humility.” He smirks. “And nothing would make me happier than having Miss Queen B at my beck and call.”

Not wanting to piss him off, I bend down and grab the stylus before slamming it on his desk. “You really are a dick, you know that?”

He grins smugly. “Yup.”

FOR THE REST OF the week, he continues to test my limits. Having me get him a drink during lunch, carrying his books to class, and even making me tie his shoe in the middle of the hallway. Everyone looks confused as I obey his every word, and I’m about to snap. I may be a lot of things, but I’m no one’s slave.

“I’m starving,” Grayson moans at lunch, looking over at Carter’s plate. “That looks good. What is that?”

“Get your own, douchebag. I don’t share food.”

Gray smiles, looking over at me, and I already know what he’s going to say before he opens his mouth. “Oh, Savi…”

“No.”

His eyebrows raise in surprise. “No?”

“You heard me. No. Go get your own damn lunch.”

Jace exhales in relief. “It’s about time. Damn, Sav. I was starting to wonder where your backbone went.”

“Yeah, well, I can only try to be nice for so long before people need to know their place.”

It’s probably stupid to provoke him, and there is such a huge chance of this backfiring in my face, b

ut I get the feeling he isn’t ready to show his cards just yet. He still wants control. He wants to make me suffer, and he can’t do that without dragging this out. So, I’m calling his bluff.

“Know my place, huh?”

He wraps one arm around Kinsley. She beams up at him, like she always does when he shows her any kind of attention. It’s almost sad to watch. She’s so wrapped up in him that she can’t see how bad he’s playing her.

“Is that supposed to intimidate me? You’ve fucked the school slut. Congratulations! So has the rest of the zip code.”

Carter chokes on his drink while Kinsley’s face turns an angry shade of red.

“I’m starting to think you’re so obsessed with my sex life because you don’t have one of your own. What are you, a virgin?” she retorts.

I chuckle, playing it off with ease. “No, sweetie. I may not sleep with half the town, but I’m definitely no virgin.”

“Prove it,” Jace quips flirtatiously.

Grayson’s jaw ticks at the offer. I bite my lip and look Jace up and down. “Let’s go.”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Gray’s voice is so low, it’s almost demonic—the look in his eyes challenging me to push his restraints.

Carter throws his head back, laughing. “There are definitely two people here who need to fuck some shit out of their systems, but Jace isn’t one of them. Sorry, bud.”

Every part of me wants to throw caution to the wind and screw Jace just for the sake of pissing Grayson off. He’s been rubbing Kinsley in my face for weeks, and the thought of being able to make him feel even an ounce of that jealousy is so tempting. However, the last thing I want is give up that part of myself so I can inflict pain on someone else.

“Fuck this. It isn’t worth my time.” I stand from the table, grabbing my things and heading for the door.

The hallways are a ghost town as I make my way through them. Who the fuck does he think he is? He’s done nothing but made a fool out of me the last few days, used Kinsley to make me jealous for weeks, and now he thinks he can tell me what I can and can’t do? Not a chance in hell.

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