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“You’d better be able to,” Hunter warned. “Edie’s all sweet and smiles when things are good, but like all women, she’ll have your nuts if you keep pissing her off, Lars.”
“I can handle Edie.”
Lie.
Hunter snorted. “Sure, you can.”
I rolled my eyes, then shifted the topic to what Hunter had going on. When he mentioned having his own issues with Alexandria, I dropped back on my bed, looked up at the ceiling, cursing Adam for not dragging Eden out of that damn garden before she ruined men forever.
Chapter 6
The choices that are made.
Lars~
Doing my best to take Hunter’s advice, I ended up spending all week being ‘nice’ to Edie while threatening any guy that mentioned her name to me. Sure, if it got back to her, then I could see her getting pissed. However, until then, I was playing both sides of the fence, and it was exhausting as hell.
Heading towards the lunch courtyard, I sat down at the first empty table I saw, and it hadn’t taken long for random bodies to join me. While I wasn’t bemoaning being popular, this thing with Edie had me tied up in knots, and I really didn’t feel like listening to more possible gossip.
“T.J. Harlow is throwing a party tonight,” Samuel Dustin remarked as everyone got comfortable at the table. “It’s supposedly going to have all the fixings.”
“Hell, yeah,” Dillon whooped. “Nothing like free booze to guarantee a good time.”
“There’s also a rumor that there’ll be some older girls there because of his brother,” Samuel added.
Cory Summers let out a low whistle. “Nothing like hot older girls.”
“Amen,” Samuel praised.
Before I could agree or disagree, Yuki Makor was walking up to our table, Becky Simms, Valerie Gates, and Mora Cortez with her. When you looked at the four girls, they were a vision of variety. Yuki was Japanese, Becky was Caucasian, Valerie was Black, and Mora was Hispanic. Whatever your cup of tea, you had the option with this group of girls. Needless to say, they were also all very pretty. While they weren’t the most popular female click in school, they were close.
“Are you boys going to T.J.’s party tonight?” Yuki asked, her dark eyes staring right at me.
“We sure are,” Cory said, answering for all of us. “I trust that you lovely ladies will all be there?”
“That’s the plan,” Mora replied. “Just want to make sure that we’ll have some…friends to hang out with.”
I moved my neck from side-to-side, cracking the tension that’s been living there ever since Talon said that Edie could start dating. Before this week, I would have reached out, grabbed Yuki by her hips, then planted her on my lap, giving her something to look forward to later on.
Instead, all I did was look over at where Edie was sitting with Calliope, Josh Beard and Greg James sitting with them. It was taking everything that I had in me not to march over there and pluck Edie from the table, reminding her that she was too good for those assholes.
Shaking my head, I looked back up at the girls. “Yeah, we’ll be there,” I said, echoing Cory’s earlier words.
Yuki smirked a little as she reached out, running her fingertip down my arm. “Maybe I can catch a ride home afterwards.”
I looked back over at Edie’s table, and my stomach clenched when I noticed her looking my way, reading the situation perfectly accurately. Her blue eyes narrowed, and I knew that she was calling me a hypocrite in her head. I knew that she was taking in the way that Yuki was throwing herself at me and judging me for it.
Guilt.
For whatever reason, I felt guilty that Edie had caught Yuki acting so familiar with me.
I watched as Edie just shook her head before returning her attention back to Calliope and the guys. I wanted to go over there and explain that it wasn’t the same thing. I wasn’t in danger of having my heart broken by Yuki Makor. I wasn’t in danger of some cleavage-flashing siren stealing my virginity. My future would never be in danger because of any of these girls.
Turning back towards Yuki, I leaned back a little, putting some space between us. “It all depends on if Edie Draven plans on attending the party,” I told her honestly. “I’m her ride.”
Yuki looked momentarily stunned at being rejected, and she should be. She was a very beautiful girl, and I couldn’t imagine that a lot of guys told her no. In fact, I was pretty certain that no single guy had ever told her no.
Tenacious as most girls that weren’t big on rejection, she said, “Well, maybe we can meet up during last break.”
