Page 24 of Harpy

I didn’t lie to her all the time, but I didn’t know she was aware that I lied to her often. I turned and looked at her. I told the truth. “I remember being jealous that my dad didn’t give me all that extra time. He never came to my room when he came home from work. No special time because he was always working and trying to achieve their dream. My mom always wanted the life. Be a kept wife. Turn into arm candy and complain about her husband looking at the young waitress. He never had time to go to dinner, much less have an affair. He worked himself right into the grave, and she was still disappointed with him.”

“So were you.” She knew that, and I did too. I couldn’t deny what I said when he died. Before it really hit me he was dead. Cassidy was there for that. “But you found a prince, little Cinderella.” She looked down and then up at me and said, “I was supposed to find a prince.”

I nodded. “Yeah. I know.”

She moved to settle back into the bed as she said, “I have to.”

I knew that, too. I didn’t care if she found some other rich guy to hustle. I hated that as I put the soiled clothes in my hamper, the truth of the matter stared back at me on that t-shirt. I just didn’t want to compete with her for them. Unfortunately, that started with Tituss and now extended to Dane, but…the rest of that house was filled with more impressionable, weaker, spoiled brats. If I could find a couple easy targets…my life could be just as Dane explained it to me and more. As a poor girl trapped in this rich jungle, I was going to take every fucking thing I could…from all of them. Tame me? Who the fuck did they think they were messing with?

I was in and out of sleep all night because Cass was in and out of sleep. I did not want to be unprepared if that bitch went psycho and tried to murder me. This is why, when she was finally ready to leave for class, and I thought for sure I would get some sleep, I heard her say, “Oh, hi. I’m on my way out.”

Tituss said, “You okay, Cass?”

My whole body stiffened.

“Yeah. I mean. I’ll survive.” She was all purposefully perky, as if she had to put that attitude on, just like the layers of clothing, makeup, and accessories she wore.

“You will. You’ll get the ears, and between you and me, if you don’t mind the outfits…Furry is a nice guy. New money.” Ugh. They sickened me.

“Thanks.” She sounded sincere, which also made me nauseous.

The door closed, and I didn’t hear anything. A moment later, I heard what sounded like clothing being pulled off. I debated rolling over or saying something when he said, “Scoot over.”

I did roll then and watched with rapt fascination as Tituss placed his shorts on top of that t-shirt and then indicated with his hand for me to move as he crawled into my bed with me. Under the covers, he shifted and moved until we were face to face. He smiled and said, “Hi.”

“Um.” I was at a loss for words.

He chuckled and said, “Yeah. I know. I don’t know what I’m doing here either. I was walking to my car after class. I realized how close this dorm was to that building, and I thought I would just walk by. Then I thought I should at least make sure you two were still alive. Reasoned it would not be good for the frat if you murdered one another.”

My brow shot up. He smiled at me, and I hated with every fiber of my being what that smile right there did to me. I fought it. With thoughts and a concerted effort of muscle, but my lips pulled, and I was smiling back at him.

“I miss that smile, Harpy.” The way he said the name made all kinds of old feelings surface. I would need to beat those back into the depths whence I had sent them. “I went to sleep last night wishing I would have just asked you to stay.”

“You’re the boss around there, right?” I asked. He slid his hand over to my hip as he nodded. “Why can’t I stay with you if you want me to?”

He looked me eye to eye as he said, “I wasn’t sure you would want to stay with me.”

“Dane?” I asked. I snorted a sound, but he just waited. I said the name with a bitterness I knew he could hear. “Daddy is a sociopathic football player. You two seem rather close for—” I stopped because his brow was up. “Okay. I get it, but Cass and I have known each other since we were little. She’s.” I hated him right now, but he was listening, and just like with that evil cunt that just left this room, I had no one else. It was the truth, and I admitted it. “The only family I have these days. We hate each other. We love each other. It’s fucked up because we should never have been friends, and we know too much about one another.”

He nodded. “Yeah. I know way more than I ever wanted to, but I did already know a little about the finance part.” Of course, he did. His father had investigators everywhere all the damn time. I started to open my mouth, but he leaned in and kissed me sweetly and then said, “Let’s stop there. Let’s just…take a time-out. I don’t want to spend this morning hating you. I don’t want you to spend this morning trying to hate me. I just…want to pretend for a few hours that I’m your Popsicle, and you’re my Harpy. I’m new to the school, and you’re the amazing girl who smiles at me.” I could feel the expression on my face as he took me back to that memory with his words. “That’s the one. There you are.”

When he leaned in to kiss me, it was all I could do to keep the battle inside of me from slipping out. I would not show him how much damage he had done to my heart when he broke up with me. Tituss was my first love. My only love. And we went through that whole ordeal, made it out the other side, and then he came to college and…dumped me. But this Tituss, the one kissing me right now, was not the one in that house where I was his bunny pledge. This was the one I fell in love with.

The sweet one who would do anything for me. The one who was shy and thought I was interesting for being brave, bold. I wrapped my arms around him as he moved closer, adjusted, and deepened that kiss. I pulled back and inhaled a sharp breath as his hand moved to my ass and squeezed. He pulled me closer, tighter against him, and said, “I miss you.”

I refused to say it back. I kissed him and let my actions speak for me. The next time we parted for air, I said, “I want you.”

As we collided in that tongue tango for the next dance, he made quick work of my clothing and the only garment he had left on of his. He rolled us and, on my back, looking up at him as he settled over me for one more round of kissing, I wondered if I could have him back. The thought sent currents through me, and my hips rolled up to encourage him.

He kissed his way down my body and said, “I miss the way you taste.”

Seemed like that was true since he dove right in and started feasting at that juncture like he was starving. Fingers inside of me, he threw me over the edge of that first orgasm quickly. My response was just as urgent and violent as I bit into my hand to keep from crying out too loud. That bitch I had beaten into submission for almost a year was ready to just throw her heart right at him again. If I let her, she would rip it out of my chest and shove it out of my pussy and right into his perfect fucking mouth as I…tensed and trembled from a second orgasm. My thighs were still jerking as he made his way back up my body and sank that big, beautiful cock of his into me with slow, purposeful precision.

Every tick of his clenched jaw as he controlled that thrust had me aching for more. This was not an invasion. This…was an exploration. Once he hilted, he said, “Lie to me.”

“What?” I asked with my next breath.

“Tell me you’re still mine.” He waited.

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