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“What are you leaving out?” I asked, unwilling to drop the subject. Maybe it was none of my business. However, these jerks expected me to stay here and be their willing sex doll. I deserved to know who I was dealing with.
Knight glanced down at the floor. That one little motion drew my attention. His shoulders were stiff. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his gray sweatpants. The black t-shirt he wore showed off part of the sword tattooed on his upper arm. It was the most laid back and dressed down I’d seen him so far. In that moment, he looked kind of lost.
Then the moment passed. He jerked his gaze to mine. “It makes me kind of crazy. I can’t stop myself.”
Knowing that I played a dangerous game, I asked, “Can’t stop yourself from what?”
Knight moved fast. He rounded the kitchen island and grabbed me by both shoulders before I knew what was happening. He pushed me up against the tall pantry cupboard behind the table. With a hand on either side of my head, he used his body to trap me.
“Seeing those tears in your eyes made me want to throw you down and fuck you until you cried so hard you couldn’t breathe. Until you didn’t have a single tear left.” Knight leaned in close, his lips brushing over my cheek and down the side of my neck. “And I wouldn’t stop until you were so far beyond crying that all you could do is lie there and take it. Is that what you want to hear, princess?”
A cold chill slithered down my spine. It was followed by a warm rush of excitement. Why did part of me want to test him on this? Not that I could cry on command but damn. So Knight had a dark side after all.
Trying not to react to his mouth on my skin, I closed my eyes, summoning my willpower. “I knew you were all fucked in the head. Don’t call me princess. It’s goddess to you assholes.”
Knight pulled back, turning away before I could read his expression. “Right. I’ll try to keep that in mind, Goddess. I’m going to grab a cold shower. Don’t move a muscle.”
Maybe it was just me but Knight didn’t seem to enjoy being a twisted bastard as much as the other two. Or maybe he just didn’t like being called out on it.
I didn’t move from where I stood in the kitchen. Not until I heard the sound of a shower from upstairs. Then I stuffed my phone in my pocket and headed for the door. I would drive straight to the café near campus and meet Clover. No big deal. I’d be back before Havoc and Gage.
Once inside the SUV my father had given me to drive, I messaged Clover, asking her to meet. My head was a mess. I needed a friend right now. The Gods were most certainly not my friends.
I carefully scanned the street in both directions before driving away. Nobody followed. That was a relief. Once I turned onto the busy main road that led to the university, it was difficult to be sure. There was a lot more traffic. Still, it was early enough that people were still out and about. I was going to a public place. It should be safe.
Clover was already there when I arrived. She sat at a table near the window, sipping a fancy coffee with whipped cream piled on top. Her face lit up when I walked through the door.
It felt good to have someone excited to see me. That kind of thing didn’t happen a lot. I ordered a mocha and joined her at the table.
“How’s it going?” I asked. “Tell me everything.”
Clover tucked a blonde curl behind her ear. Her bright pink lipstick was almost as loud as her electric blue eyeshadow. “Me? Girl, you’re the one who disappeared in the middle of the night. Where’ve you been?”
Nobody else in the coffee shop paid us any attention, other than a middle-aged man gawking at Clover’s colorful attire. I kept my voice low when speaking anyway.
“Havoc and his minions dragged me out late last night,” I explained. “Someone is still sending me creepy messages. Apparently, they think I belong to them and that I need to be protected. Like property. Like a pet.” My hand went to the collar around my neck.
Clover’s eyes widened. “Holy shit. Is that a collar? Seriously? Did they hurt you or anything?”
I wished I could tell her about Jenna’s body turning up and all the things I’d been keeping secret. Doing that would only endanger her.
“No, they didn’t. Not yet anyway. They’re total pricks though.” I shrugged like it was no big deal and took a sip of my coffee.
Clover frowned and shook her head. “How’s your dad doing?”
I hadn’t hidden much from Clover. Because I wanted her to trust me, I’d told her about the fight with Nikki and the stalker messages she’d been sending. I couldn’t tell her about Jenna’s body turning up. Not until I knew for sure it would never be found.
“He’s going through the motions of cleaning out her things,” I said. “He’s never been one to show a lot of emotion. I think he’s more of a cry in private kind of guy. I’m worried that he’ll blame himself for putting me in danger.”
“And he has no idea the Gods have claimed you as property and whisked you away to their party house?” Clover laughed in disbelief. “Your life is wild, Raina. I don’t know how you do it.”
I smirked into my coffee. “I don’t know either. My dad doesn’t know a damn thing, and I intend to keep it that way. Now tell me what’s up with you lately? Ready for summer?”
Summer was right around the corner. The current term would be over in another month or so. I looked forward to the break. Maybe I could convince Dad to book us on a vacation. Somewhere tropical and sandy. Let’s see the Gods track me then.
Listening to Clover talk about how she couldn’t wait for pool parties and summer flings helped me forget my problems for a while. She gushed about how we should take a road trip somewhere nice which got me thinking about the future. Of course, I had to survive my stalker before I could jump headlong into any future.
“There’s a party tomorrow night,” she added. “The Angels are hosting it at their place. You should come.”
