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Too late.
She’s already disappeared into the crowd of people, leaving me with a roaring heart, desperate for a chase.
MILO
Forty minutes earlier
I happily chompaway at my apple, not giving a care in the world while I enjoy the shade up here in the tree. It’s such a good fucking day that nothing could ever ruin it. Especially not some messages from Kai and Nathan asking me if I’m coming along tonight.
For just a minute, I’d like to pretend we’re all just students trying to make it through college without all the serial murdering shit.
Though I have to admit, Nathan does look fucking sexy when he’s covered in blood.
My blood would be better, but still.
I take another bite of the apple, but the piece barely makes it down my throat when I spot the girl in high heels waltzing across the pavement, headed straight toward me in that short black skirt and red button-down top that barely keeps her perky tits together.
And I must say, I can never, ever fucking get used to just how good she looks in real life compared to the videos and images Kai collected.
My dick twitches in my pants, still thick and filled with unmet desires from our previous encounter. Especially after Nathan added some tickling on top to make me extra squirmy. He loves seeing me unstable and on the fucking edge.
But I get the feeling she might be just as vindictive, if not more. And that alone makes it worth all of my time to ruin this perfect day.
* * *
Lana
I checkmy phone to see what and where my next class is after my break, but the second I walk past the biggest tree on campus, I shriek as something falls out of the branches.
An actual fucking dude.
Dangling upside down.
With an apple in his hand.
And it’s not just any guy … it’s Milo.
“What the f—”
“Hi, Lana!” he says with a cheerful smile.
I’m too shocked to even take another step. How the fuck is he even here right now?
“Headed somewhere?” he asks like it’s totally normal to hang from a tree. Upside down.
Talking tome.
The girl he and his friends used in a dark alley and left all alone to deal with the mess.
Rage bubbles up to the surface, and I follow my instinct.
PUNCH!
Right in the fucking face.
His eyes roll into the back of his head, and he tumbles out of the tree while I step back to avoid any damage to my expensive Manolo Blahnik shoes. With a loud groan, he falls onto the grass all crooked and fucked up, but I guess he’s still alive, considering he’s still making sounds.
Too bad.
