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He presses the pad of his thumb to my pulse point, and our gazes clash for a second.He knows.He has to feel how hard my heart is pounding from his touch, his nearness, and the dark, masculine scent of him that invades me and makes my head spin with fear and hunger. I wait for the smug smile, the gloating. I wait for his smoky blue eyes to darken with desire or to harden with cruelty before he taunts me, ruins me just because he can, and it’s what I would do to him.
Instead, he drops my hand without a word, his eyes empty of all emotion, like it’s nothing to him to know he makes my heart throb until I’m lightheaded from it, until I can’t breathe. The pain spirals in deep and quick, stunning me speechless. I stand there like a marble statue as he walks away without a backwards glance.
I hate him.
I hate him for walking away and not even caring that he’s not just forgetting a month of last year. He’s forgettingme.The worst thing I ever did, the thing that should have destroyed him, doesn’t even exist to him.
If he despised me, if he tried to destroy me, I could fight back.
I can’t fight nothing.
And that’s what I am to him.
Not even worthy of being an enemy.
I wanthim to come after me, to seek revenge, to make me pay for my crimes one slow scream at a time. I want him to be as cruel to me as I’ve been to him.
Then, at least I’d have his hatred.
Now, I have nothing.
*
I’m still reeling from my encounter with Colt when I reach the door to the office. Before I can open it, Eleanor appears at my side. “What are you doing here?”
“They called you too?” I ask, my throat going dry.
“Yeah,” she says. “What do you think they need us for?”
I glance around. “No one else from our group is here, so it’s probably not about the D-boys.”
“You think we’re in trouble?”
“No,” I assure her. “We’re fine. Come on.”
We step into the office, where the headmaster, assistant headmaster, and office manager are hovering behind the desk, obviously gossiping. The assistant is crying, and the others are patting her back, but she quickly pulls herself together and tosses her tissue when we walk in. I home in on their expressions, hoping against hope she just got dumped or found out her birth control failed. But the moment they see us, their expressions morph into one that makes the butterflies in my stomach spiral down into a pit.
Something’s wrong.
I glance at Eleanor, but she hasn’t noticed.
“Maybe Dad got released early,” she whispers, her eyes bright with excitement.
What would Jackie do?
I give the admin my plastic smile. “You called us?”
“Let’s just wait for Everleigh,” says the headmaster.
I glance out the windows of the office, but the lobby is empty. “Can you tell us what this is about?” I ask.
“Let’s just wait,” he says again, turning to the office manager. “You called her, right?”
She nods, giving us a watery smile. “She was finishing up a test.”
“Why don’t you girls go back to the counselor’s office?” the headmaster suggests.
I glance at Eleanor, who still clearly expects good news. I don’t burst her bubble. I don’t resent Everleigh for finishing her test and making us wait in agonizing suspense for five more minutes. Whatever’s going on, I have a feeling I’m going to regret it once I find out. I try to hold onto the moment too, the moment before I know.
