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Then he stepped into view. Perfect, even features and a pretty boy haircut. My guts tightened as he held a towel out to her, and she let him wrap it around her. Such a slut.
Once I got her into a cage where she belonged, I’d starve her back to the way I liked her. That would only be the beginning of my punishments.
I watched in fury as he picked her up, blocking her from my view, as he stripped his own clothes off. His broad shoulders and rippling back muscles were all I could see now, that and her fingernails pressing into his shoulders, her legs wrapping his waist. I stood in the silence, far away from the sounds and screams they were obviously sharing, and felt my dick shrivel.
I’d have to kill someone soon.
She was making me do it.
Until I could get my hands on her, my almost perfect girl. My fixable girl.
And someday, my bride.
Chapter9
Aurora
It took me a few minutes to realize Stellan was driving toward Maisy’s Diner, which was across from the high school. We’d piled in there for French fries after school and chocolate chip pancakes late nights after studying or school dances. It was open 24/7 so it was definitely open now, but the memory of how disappointing that pizza had been stuck with me. I didn’t want to lose the memories of the most delicious cheese fries and the fluffiest pancakes I’d ever had—and I didn’t want to relive the memory of Sophia laughing across the table at me.
“Can we go somewhere else?” I asked.
“Yeah, sure. Where did you want to go?”
“I don't know. Just not there. I can't take any more nostalgia.” Everything from the time I'd shared with Sophia seems cast in a slightly different hue now that I knew how much she cared about me that whole time. I felt sick with guilt. How had I been so blind?
“All right, well, I think this place is open.” He did a quick turn to the right and I jounced against my seat belt.
“See, you're not any better a driver than you were in high school.”
“You didn't criticize my driving when you were locked in the trunk,” Stellan observed.
“Too soon,” I said dourly.
But Stellan gave me a cheeky grin that was just as heart-melting as when we were kids. It made me soften, which tempted me to slap him. I couldn’t keep giving in to him.
A hostess came over and led us through the tables; there was a bar at the center where a couple of people were already sitting—or still sitting from the night before.
We took seats in the dimly lit restaurant which seemed like it couldn't decide if it wanted to be a bar or a diner. Multiple TVs hung around the room playing recaps of the weekend’s sports. I found myself trying to figure out what day it was. Time didn't seem to matter when I was with these men, as if we'd entered our own private universe. It wasn't as if any of us prioritized going to class.
I sighed at the thought that my dreams were going up in smoke, one after the other. I wasn't exactly having a normal college experience. It was hard for me to imagine surviving the next four years, let alone walking across a stage in a cap and gown.
I handled the sticky laminated menu gingerly, trying not to think about how many people had touched this before with their unwashed hands. I could be pretty laid back about blood. But something about the germs of hundreds made me uncomfortable.
Just then, the waitress sashayed over, her long blond hair swinging around her shoulders.
She let out a dramatic gasp. “Stellan, is that you?”
She sounded so flirtatious. I had the feeling she'd known it was Stellan long before she came over. That gasp was not Oscar-worthy.
“Hi,” Stellan said with that big, confident, charming smile that never seem to be directed my way and also seemed fake as fuck. I was pretty sure he had no idea who she was.
“It's good seeing you again!” She leaned over, touching his arm; her shirt seemed a little insubstantial for food service, given her boobs spilled toward Stellan.
He pulled back slightly, and I hid my smile as he said, “It's good seeing you too.”
“We've missed you around here.”
Stellan was tired of women falling over themselves for his attention. It didn’t exactly win his heart.
