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“I miss you, Dad.” I sighed.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
I jumped, startled to see Axel stalking over to me. I pocketed my cell and pushed off the car. “Leaving.”
“Who invited you here?” His words were condescending, and I was at my limit of his asshole attitude toward me this evening. And he had the audacity to question why I was here?
“None of your damn business. Who invitedyouhere?”
“No one.” He inched closer until the tips of his shoes touched mine. “It’s my fucking house, and I am the damn party.”
His house? Axel lived here, in this huge, modern mansion that most college students couldn’t even afford?
“I didn’t give you the invite.”
He crowded me in, but I stood my ground, holding my chin up. “Don’t worry. If I’d known you lived here, I would’ve never agreed to come.”
“I highly doubt that,” he whispered, but there was no humor in his words.
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I know who the fuck I am.” His chest bumped mine, backing me against the car. “At least I did know,” he whispered. His eyes were hooded as he stared down at me.
“You think it’s funny trying to humiliate me?”
“Come again?”
“You really think I’m going to fall for your bullshit? I was there. I heard what you said to Trey.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I heard you when I was downstairs. I heard what you said to him.”
His eyes widened a millimeter, but other than that, he didn’t react. “I wasn’t trying to humiliate you. I was only speaking the truth.”
“That I’m not fuckable material?” I hissed between my teeth.
“Exactly.”
My breath caught in my throat, and I reacted out of anger. I threw my hand up and slapped him. Then I stared in shock at what I’d done. I wasn’t a violent person. I’d never even fought with my brother when we were kids. I shook my head in disbelief and tried to sidestep around him, but he didn’t budge. In fact, he pressed against me, keeping me sandwiched between his muscled body and the car. “Let me go, Axel.”
“What if I don’t want to, Hardcore?” He tilted his head and rubbed his cheek with his palm where I’d hit him. “Maybe I enjoy getting a reaction from you. That’s something mildly disturbing to ponder, huh?”
His comment was puzzling, and it bothered me that I could never get a read on him. It pissed me off how I allowed myself to get pissed off. “I didn’t mean to slap you,” I said, trying to regain some semblance of composure. “But you had no right to say what you did about me to Trey.”
“I didn’t?” he asked softly. “Is that why you were here? Hoping to hook up with him?”
“If I were, it has nothing to do with you. Just like it’s none of my business how many girls you bang, nor do I care.”
“Girls I bang?” he asked in a semi-amused voice.
“Axel, why don’t you go back inside and join your adoring fans?”
“Why don’t you answer my question? Were you here to see Trey?”
“No.”
“Good. Because you aren’t on the menu for him.”
