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I take a swig, letting the taste of cinnamon, coffee, and delicious fall flavors wash over my tongue. "You have a knack for allowing me to relinquish control over my tastebuds and permitting them to let the light in."
Rook follows me. "This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted. God, you have incredible taste."
Olivia steps toward Rook, her adorable cheeks flushing a new shade of pink. "I told you it wasn’t so bad."
I know how this game works. Bitches hate when their boyfriends insult their clothes, favorite foods, TV shows, music, and so on. I’m not naïve. Most men are insecure little pricks, mainly because of their little pricks, and they can only feel strong by tearing their woman down.
Rook and I are beasts.
Real men.
Our strength lies in our powerful DNA.
We didn’t have to work to get where we are.
We’re alpha males who support our new Queen in every endeavor to help her realize her true power.
The quad is bustling with activity as we stroll along it. Sunlight flits through the leaves that are just beginning to turn orange, yellow, and red. Fall isn’t in full swing yet, although it will be soon. It’s still warm enough to sit outdoors in summer clothes, so people are cross-legged on the ground playing guitar, reading, or taking naps.
Damn, I can’t believe this is my senior year. This spring, I’ll graduate to go pro with my two best friends. I won’t be at Saintswood any longer. I’ll be a fucking man in every sense of the word.
I’m ready to get out of here and start my real life.
I turn to Olivia. For some reason, rage flares inside of me. Never before have I thought I’dmissSaintswood. Nothing has held me down here. No woman, no friend, no teacher. I take what I want and burn through people like they mean nothing to me. Close attachments aren’t something I cherish.
I don't need people. Never have. Never will.
Olivia is the first person I’ve ever considered missing after I graduate. It’s crazy because I’ve only known her for two weeks, but our connection transcends time. She’s the type of soul you don't meet more than once in life.
"Look at me when I’m looking at you." My voice doesn’t waver. Leaves fall off the maple tree above where I’m standing.
Olivia’s expression turns fearful. She obeys me, the joy that captivated her earlier fleeing.
I ram her ass on the grass. "Unzip me, bitch."
SEVEN
OLIVIA
No.No.
This can’t be happening.
Brock was behaving so well. He was complimenting my taste in music, telling me that he was enjoying pumpkin spice lattes, and behaving like a gentleman. Butterflies were forming in my tummy for the first time, and I thought he wasn’t so bad after all.
The monster has returned.
I don't know how it occurred. Maybe I did something to piss him off. Did I look at him the wrong way?
My breath catches in my throat as I stare up into his unwavering green eyes. They flicker and pop in his skull like fast-moving serpents, ready to sink their fangs into every part of my body. I’m on my knees, looking up at him like he’s my God, which is exactly what he wants.
Rook looms beside me. He rubs his bulge, a cold expression forming on his features. All hint of the mirth and teasing joviality that was present such a short time ago vanishes. He seems as if he wants to hurt me for something that I did.
I have no idea what I keep doing to hurt these men.
Brock grabs the side of my face. I shirk away, trying to duck under his firm, calloused fingers. We’re in the middle of the quad and the last thing I want is for anyone to see these boys humiliating me.
Brock’s grip is too strong. This is the same hand he clutches footballs with so tight that they never slip onto the field. The same hand that pumps ungodly amounts of iron in the gym so that all of his muscles resemble a silverback gorilla’s.There’s no way to get away.
