Page 83 of You Will Bow


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“Is that so?” I say, tone flat.

Leaning forward, he presses his mouth to my shoulder. “Mmhmm.”

“Is it still snowing?” I ask him, feeling the need to manipulate this situation.

He chuckles. “Are you seriously asking about the weather?”

“Just curious. Is it?”

He pulls his hands out of my shirt and rounds the couch until he’s standing directly in front of me. “Yeah.” His eyebrows pinch together as he studies me. “It just started coming down pretty heavily. Which means we need to make this quick; otherwise, we won’t be able to see going back to campus.”

With an impassive look on my face, I say, “Yeah, that would be a shame.”

“What the fuck is up with you?”

I roll my lips together and tilt my head slightly. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“This.” He waves his arms at me. “Why are you acting like this? Since when do we have small talk about the weather, or anything at all for that matter?”

“You know what I’d like to talk about?” I pause for a beat. “I’d like to talk about Zeke.”

He extends his chin, confusion on his face. “Why the hell do you wanna talk about Zeke? He’s fucking dead.”

“Yeah, he is. Because Cade came in my room, drugged me, took advantage of me, then pushed Zeke out my window. But there’s something that just doesn’t make sense to me.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Why was Zeke even in my room? It’s not like him and I were friends.”

“Fuck if I know. Guess you’ll have to ask Cade if you want those answers. But good luck with that.”

“Right?” I drawl. “Because Cade is missing. It’s so strange that he just completely vanished like he did. I mean, he killed a guy, and raped girls, yet one small threat from Ridge and he just takes off? Doesn’t really fit his character.”

“Look, Trouble. I think you’re thinking too much.” His hands run up my inner thighs as he positions himself between my legs. Bending down, he sweeps my hair over my shoulder and drags his teeth down my ear lobe. “I came here to fuck you. Not talk about a dead guy and his murderer.”

Taking control of the situation, I push Lev back with a smirk, until he's catching his feet, towering over me. Then I stand up, grab his forearm and spin him around before shoving him onto the couch. "How about this?" I say, now straddling his lap. I arch my back and lean in close, my lips almost touching his ear as I hiss my ultimatum, “Confess what you did and I’ll let you fuck me.”

“You got it, Trouble. Tell me what to confess and I’ll say the words. As long as this ends with you riding my cock.”

Tempting as that is, I have no intention of ever touching Lev again once he admits he’s the one who came in my room that night. I have the proof; I know it was him. As much as I want to deny it, the evidence speaks for itself.

My phone vibrates beside us, but I ignore it, putting all my attention on the task at hand. I’ve got two fists, and pepper spray within reach that I will use if Lev tries to fight me on this.

Forgoing the weapon, I reach between the two couch cushions and pull out the bottle of pills I stuffed in there minutes before he got here. I squeeze my legs around Lev, rooting him to this spot. My blood is beyond the point of boiling as I lift them up, showing him what’s in my hand. “Are these yours?”

I should be scared when I see his jaw click and his nostrils flare. But I’m not. My fear has been channeled into rage, and I’m too pissed to be scared.

“Why the fuck do you have my pills?” he grits out. “Of course they’re mine. They have my fucking name on them.”

“I found these in your room—”

His face twists in anger, his fists clenched at his sides. “Yes, they were in my room! Because they’re my fucking pills! Now tell me why the hell you have them. Were you going through my shit?”

“Let me finish!” I shout, overpowering his fury. “I found them in your fucking room then compared them to a pill I found in my room. And it’s the same damn medication!”

Suddenly, I’m shoved off him, and I fall backward. Unable to catch my fall, I hit the floor with a thud. In two seconds, I’m back on my feet, shadowing Lev, who’s pacing the room while gripping the sides of his head.

“Why was your pill in my room, Lev? Did you drop it? Is this the medication you drugged me with? I looked it up online. The symptoms I had match the side effects of this shit. It was you, wasn’t it? You drugged me, then you killed Zeke!”

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