Page 48 of A Twist of Poison


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Yeah, I’d ignored and deleted those. Once again the sound went through me. I was getting picky, or picky about one girl who didn’t annoy me the same way other girls did. That was a problem.

“Been busy.” I wasn’t going to apologise, but she clearly expected me to when the silence rang out and I didn’t fill in the lull in conversation where she thought I’d continue.

She screeched, “Are you serious?”Ouch, my ears.

I hardened my gaze, making her shuffle uncomfortably. I had that effect on people. “Dead serious. What do you want, Annabelle?”

“It’s because ofher, isn’t it?” I pretended not to know who she was referencing, even though I was pretty certain it was Milla.

“Nope.” I started closing the rest of the textbooks, shoving her gently to the side, so she shuffled her ass off the one she sat on. Talk about disrespecting the literary world.

Making a pile of them neatly for one of the staff to take back, I blatantly ignored the sharp gaze of the girl who was going to cling onto me for dear life by the tips of her fake fingernails.Wish I had listened to Preston’s warnings to avoid her. Not like I’d tell him he was correct, though.

“She’snothing, Tex. A nobody, you know this,” she carried on, and in my periphery, I noticed her friends who she stuck close by on the next table over. They seemed uncomfortable overhearing our conversation.

“Watch it, she’s legacy,” I warned coldly, done with this conversation. Of course, as expected, there was no reasoning with this girl.

“I’ve had about enough of watching you panting after her! I am important on this campus; my word holds weight with others!”

She was getting so worked up it was now just plain embarrassing for her. I saw her friends slink off quietly, and I failed to hide the smirk. Clever girls.

“Look, we hooked up a few times. We’ve been done for weeks, you knew how it was with me. You can’t say I didn’t give you fair warning, plus you got extra time and attention.” I sighed, gesturing between us. “No reason to do the whole jealous and possessive thing with me when we never were official.”

I think that was where she may have lost her shit with me if it wasn’t for a surprising—but not unwelcome—and well-timed interruption.

I had a second before Milla grabbed the bun of my hair, pulling me to her as she planted her mouth on mine. I was so fucking startled that it took me a moment to realise she’d started to pull away when I didn’t respond. Taking charge, I clasped the back of her neck pulling her mouth back down to mine. As I licked the seam of her lips, she opened for me. I groaned into the kiss, my tongue assaulted hers, feeling like I’d just inhaled a pure shot of adrenaline.

I pulled back, running my tongue over my lips as I gazed at her. She’d got the same sort of bewildered expression too.

With no words spoken between us, I stood up as she stepped back and I grabbed her hand, linking our fingers together. My thick fingers encompassed her tiny, manicured ones. I think I was just as surprised as she was by the gesture, and I quickly led her away with sure movements to somewhere secluded.

I led her into the room as I turned round and slid the lock in place, bathing us in silence with the heated tension brewing between us. Without an ounce of thought, I pounced on her, shoving her back into the wall as I pressed my lips firmly to hers. I kissed her like it was my only choice to make in a matter of life and death.

She tasted like strawberries and vanilla, and like my goddamn downfall. I had a feeling I’d just thoroughly fucked myself over. I pulled back to look at the beauty before me.

“I’m gonna fuck those secrets from you.Hard.”

Shewouldtell me, us. Eventually. Those pretty secrets she’d been hiding behind those intelligent eyes.

Too many loose ends were in play within our world and somehow, she was a tie that connected. She’d be either with us or against us. Being against us wouldn’t work out too well for her, though.

Milla was a drug burning through my veins. I could cut myself open trying to drain the poison, but an addict would always have a crutch, and she’d always been my Achilles heel.

“This is lust,” I told her, glancing down at her still pressed up against the wall, one arm hovering over her head palm flat against the wall, the other holding the curve of her hip. “It will never be love.”

She did a good job of schooling her face, but I saw the flicker of some unknown emotion in those violet-blue eyes before she shut it off. The tightness in my chest at those words almost caused me to believe I didn’t mean them. But I did, I had to. It couldn’t be anything else—ever.

Those three words would change everything, and I refused to let them crawl from my throat, where I knew they were buried deep inside me.I lov-.Nope.

My feelings weren’t a light and fluffy freeing feeling that everyone told you it should feel like. What I felt for her was soul consuming and gut wrenching. It was dark and twisted.

Uttering those words gave the other person power. Power that I refused to lay at anyone else’s feet. So, I’d believe it was lust with every part of me, even if it meant outright lying to myself.

Chapter20

Milla

Ishoved down the spike of jealousy as I realised that he’d more than likely entertained other girls in this private, isolated room. Hidden out of sight, the way he’d navigated his way here effortlessly, in the very back of the library told me all I needed to know. As I looked around, I noticed that without the dull orange hues of the old-fashioned upturned lights around the room, it would be pitch black with no windows.

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