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I stand there, waiting, chewing the inside of my cheeks while I pretend to read the recipe.
Celestus help me, if Axe told the other house heads that he suspects I’m an angel, and Enzo thinks he just got confirmation…
He returns with a new plant and drops in front of me. “Have at it, little bird.”
I grab the plant and the knife and, as calmly and nonchalantly as possible ask, “What was Axe right about?”
The envy house head sidles up next to me, wrapping his hands around my waist while pressing himself against me.
His half-mast cock presses into my thigh through his uniform pants, as he lowers his head to whisper against my hair.
“He was right that you don’t just smell heavenly, youfeelheavenly too.”
I sway in his arms, his throaty confession spurring an unbearable weight between my thighs.
Weight I’d only felt for Gael before.
That Ishouldonly feel for him.
And yet, here I am, swaying with this demon while I think of names for the newly formed river in my underwear.
Enzo inhales me, his smile clear in his hushed words. “Fight it all you want, pretty bird, but I know being so close to me has your tight little demon pussy absolutely drenched.” He sucks in another jagged breath. “I can smell you from here.”
Impossible heat rises from my neck all the way to my ears as embarrassment blazes through all the tingly lust.
This cannot be happening. He did not just say that.
I shove him off me, and the words are already flying off my tongue. I don’t even think about stopping them. “Why don’t you take a cue from your hairline and take several steps back?”
My brain didn’t bother modulating my voice. I yelled it, loud enough for the whole room to hear. And try as I might, I just can’t muster up the guilt I usually feel at yet another outburst.
Enzo deserved it.
But, like the last time I was rude to a house head, not a single student laughs. The air seems electrified, just waiting for an errant spark to burst into flames.
So, why not add a little fuel, right?
“Who even says shit like that? What a godsdamn psycho.”
Enzo smiles at me, eyes a little too wide again. “See. I told you. You’re just like me.”
“Go fuck yourself, dick stain.”
He works up another cocky, manic smile, and raises his hands. “You’re right. I’m sorry,” he says, showing me his palms. “I took it too far.”
He steps closer, and I match the distance with a step back.
“Let’s just finish the potion so we don’t get zeros.”
I stare at him, willing every bit of disgust and derision into my eyes.
“I promise to keep my hands to myself,” he offers.
“And?”
Another smile. “And my comments about your delightful aroma.”
I grind my teeth so hard it hurts.
