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“Where are you?”
The snooty voice on the other end makes me seethe. “Why do you care?”
“Don’t play coy with me now, kitty,” I growl. “Give me a location.”
She makes a tsk sound. “I’m busy.”
“With what?”
“Friends. You know what those are?”
God, I fucking hate when she’s being difficult and icy because it makes me so goddamn hard, and I can’t be hard in public. At least not when no one knows she belongs to me. Yet.
“You tell me where you are at right now, or I swear to God, I will tear down the entire fucking campus until I find you,” I growl as I march across campus through the snow.
“Okay, okay, chill, I’m in the rose garden.”
I frown, clutching my phone tightly. “The rose garden? No one takes their friends there. That’s a make-out spot.” Okay, now I’m really getting fucked up. “Lana, who the fuck is there with you?”
She just laughs and ends the call, so I pick up the pace as I head straight toward the garden in a small courtyard behind the school. It’s more like a giant maze than an actual garden, surrounded by many trees and bushes large enough to overshadow the area and allow for plenty of privacy. Privacy to do things you shouldn’t be doing when someone has already staked their claim on you.
And fuck me, if I find someone,anyone, touchingmygirl, the entire fucking earth will not be a safe place to hide from me.
* * *
Lana
God,I love riling those fuckers up.
I mean, they kind of deserve it after what they keep putting me through.
I’m not here with anyone except myself, trying to get my work done in peace. But he doesn’t need to know that. Let him fucking fume.
They can play me, but I can play them just as well …
I adjust in my seat underneath this big tree, which protects me from most of the snowfall. It’s beautiful out here, and the serenity allows me to focus on my homework.
Suddenly, the bushes behind me rustle, and I look up, my heart racing, thinking it’s Kai. But when Jason walks into the garden, my heart immediately sinks into my shoes.
“What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing. Expecting someone?”
I throw my books down on my bag and get up. “What the hell do you want?”
“I think we need to talk.” He rubs his nose. “You’ve been avoiding me ever since that dinner.”
“Yeah. I think I was clear enough, right?” I say.
He approaches, and I don’t like it one bit. “Look, I fucked up. I get that, okay? Can’t we talk?”
“No,” I say.
“You won’t even let me apologize?”
I fold my arms. “Not interested.”
He comes even closer, holding out his hand. “C’mon, Lana, I just want one chance. I know now what I did wrong.”
