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Sober me would’ve never sent that text that served as his invitation. Not that he needed one—if he wanted to jump through my window, he could and would do it.
He’s a force of nature.
An impossible dilemma.
And he took from me more than I was willing to give. Unapologetically. Without waiting to see if I agreed to it.
Because that’s what Jeremy Volkov does. He’s a man with no boundaries, ethics, or limits. And if last night is any indication, then I’ve only witnessed the tip of his intensity.
I have no doubt that if I let my guard down, he’ll drag me into his dark cave and swallow me whole.
But is that so wrong?
A tiny, crazy, stupid voice chants in the back of my head, mulling over and entertaining an option I shouldn’t be considering.
Besides the self-loathing, there’s been this primal yearning for the feelings I experienced when he straddled my face and used me.
I can’t stop thinking about the raw look in his eyes, the way he desired me so much that he behaved like an animal.
After studying either side of me, making sure the other students are focused on the professor or sleeping, I lower my phone to my lap and type a reply.
Cecily:Why? What will happen there at seven?
A strange sensation flows through me when he reads the text almost immediately. My leg bounces as I wait for the dots to appear. The movements are so jerky that the guy sitting close to me gives me a fleeting glance and I force myself to calm down.
Blimey.
Why am I so affected by this?
By him?
Because you know he’s probably the only one who’ll incinerate the limits you’re so scared to cross.
My screen lights up with a text, and I stop breathing for a second.
Jeremy:How’s the hangover?
My fingers tremble. Why is he asking that? It can’t be because he’s worried about me like the way Ava left me some pharmaceutical remedies and painkillers on the side table. Those definitely helped.
Cecily:My head hurts a little, but I’m fine.
Jeremy:I suppose you’re a lightweight, Lisichka?
Cecily:What does that mean? Lisichka?
Jeremy:Little fox. You looked like one that day at the initiation. You still feel like one with all the cunning.
Cecily:I’m not that cunning.
Really. I’m not. I’m just good at the invisibility game. Sometimes, I’m not sure if helping Lan out that one time was worth it since it presented me with this nightmare.
Jeremy:I suggest you don’t drink again.
Cecily:Why not?
Jeremy:Do as you’re told.
Cecily:I thought it was only a suggestion.
