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I’ve only got forty five minutes to get to class and I forgot my project. The drive is sitting at the dorm on my desk.
I dress quickly and call for an Uber. He gets there in minutes and I’m out the door. The cold air makes me groan. “Ugh. So fucking cold.”
I slip inside the back of the car and the driver takes off, slipping away from the curb. I panic when I realize that I didn’t even put his address in my phone. And I didn’t tell him that I was leaving. He said he’d take me. Said never to leave without him.
But that was probably just him talking. He didn’t really mean it.
We reach the campus and he drops me off at my dorm. I slip the key card in the door and run up the stairs. I unlock my door and open it quickly, find the drive and then turn to the door. I didn’t close it and so I didn’t notice that he walked into the room after me.
His slick smirk makes my stomach drop. “I thought you’d be back. I’ve been waiting for you.” His dark eyes travel up and down my body, leaving shivers of revulsion wherever they land. I don’t like his eyes on me.
He comes closer and reaches out a hand.
“Stop. You don’t want to touch me. If you do, my boyfriend will kill you.” I hold my hand behind my back and hit the button to call Clay. It’s programmed in from last night. So I could call him if I needed him.
I need him now.
I don’t hear it ringing, thank god. But I’m sure he’s picked up by now, right? All I have to do is stall.
I pace around the edge of the room, trying to stay out of his reach. “Daniel. You need to stay back. My boyfriend will kill you.”
“You don’t have a boyfriend. You’ve never had a boyfriend,” he scoffs.
“I do. We just started dating. And he’s crazy jealous and super big.”
He snorts. “Is he a professional MMA fighter too? Gimme a break. Make up something I can believe.”
“You should believe it. I’m not joking. He’ll come get me in the dorm. He knows where I went.”
He knows now.
“Why don’t you just give in? We can finish what I started last time.”
Anger pushes my smarts out and I say the stupidest thing I could have said. Guaranteed to get his back up.
“I am not giving in, asshole. You give me the fucking creeps. I don’t like you, I’ve never liked you. I can’t stand to have you anywhere near me. I didn’t ask you to come into my room that night.”
“Bitch,” he growls, coming closer and grabbing my arm before I can dart away.
He slams me face-first into the wall and pain washes over me, my vision going dark.
But I push it back and scrabble, trying to catch myself and push him off.
“What’s this?” He says, picking my phone up from the ground. “Why is this damn phone on?” He growls and turns me, slapping me across the face. I can feel myself slipping away but I fight it.
If I give in, I don’t know what he’ll do.
“Because she called me.” That rough, growled sentence makes me sag in relief. He got here so fast. He must have already been on the way.
“Who the fuck are you?” Daniel grunts, shoving me to the ground.
I open my eyes and see Clay’s are practically red with fury. “I’m her boyfriend. Actually, I’m her fucking fiancé. And I’m the man that’s gonna fucking rip your head off for touching her.”
Daniel chuckles. “Yeah, right. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. I snuck in her room three weeks ago and she managed to get away but I want what’s mine.”
Clay roars. “What’s yours, you little shit! That’s mine. That woman that you touched is mine. And the fact that you touched her means you signed your death warrant.” He runs into the room and slams into Daniel, knocking him clean off his feet and into the opposite wall. I scrabble out of the way and crawl for the door.
Daniel grunts when Clay grinds his face into the wall. Then he punches him hard. I hear the thud of fists hitting body over and over. I drag myself up the doorjamb and scream, “Don’t kill him. Please, Clay. Don’t kill him!”
