AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Z growls under his breath, “Of course we are. Our love needs no words to express.”
Sloane rolls his lips in like he’s forcing himself not to say something, then he turns on his heel and storms out of the room.
“What’s his deal?” I ask.
Z puffs out a breath and his shoulders sag. “I think he likes Viv, and I kind of think she likes him too.”
I mean, yeah, I get that vibe too, but I find myself looking down into my cup. “How do you feel about that?”
I can see him frowning out of the corner of my eye. “I don’t know. Confused. A little jealous.” He leans against the counter. “I’m just worried she’ll like him more than me and pick him. I don’t blame either of them. They’re both great, but I want her to pick me.” He stands up straight. “I’ve got to go.”
I smile sadly into the distance. “She went to the library,” I tell him, knowing where he’s going even if he didn’t say it.
He whispers a softthanksas he leaves. I don’t even hear Cain come into the room, so when I turn on my heel with my lips pursed, I almost drop my coffee when I find him just standing there behind me. I just stare at him because there is no way I’ll let his tricks work. This silence will not be filled just because he’s being broody.
Leaning back against the counter, I just quirk a brow at him and wait for him to ask whatever is on his mind. I’m almost done with my coffee when he finally breaks. “What happened last night?” he demands, and I’m suddenly wondering why exactly he cares.
I smirk at him. “Not much. I showed up at her dorm and laid on her bed while she studied. She was wearing these little tiny purple pajamas that were so fucking hot. I woke up this morning to her practically lying on top of me.” I shake my head, looking down at the floor. “God, it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”
I turn to put my empty mug in the sink and grin when I hear him step closer. “What was the hardest thing?” he asks, his voice husky.
Hook, line, and sinker. He’s just as fucking obsessed as the rest of us. I turn back to him, making sure to keep my face blank of all my smugness. There’s nothing I love more than getting under Cain’s skin.
I sigh deeply. “It was so hard not to rock my hips up against her.She was right there with her leg hooked over my hip. It would have been so easy to wake her with an orgasm.”
Then I turn away and leave the room, pretending not to hear Cain cursing under his breath or the way he adjusts his pants. Ha.
Nox:1 – Cain: 0.
I have no idea why I enjoy riling him up so much. He’s like a brother to me, but I just hate the way he’s always so buttoned up and in control of everything. There are just times where he needs to relax and let things happen rather than dictating his entire life.
It’s the reason he’s never had a TA. It would be less he has control over. The guys and I really worry about him sometimes because things don’t always go exactly the way they’re supposed to. When he gets pushed far enough, he can be more manic than Zane. If that happens, we’re all in trouble.
Viviana
Zane shows up to the library a little over a half hour after I got here. He sits down across from me with a dark look on his face. I avoid looking into his eyes because I still need to tell him about losing my virginity and I know he’s not going to be happy when I refuse to tell him who it was with.
After twenty minutes of silence, I wonder if he already knows. I worry Sloane has told him before I had the chance to. I finally sigh and push my book away to look over at him. He’s watching me carefully, and I decide to just rip the band-aid off. “I crossed something off my list.”
He pulls his phone out, likely going to the list to cross whatever I did off. “Which one?”
I bite my bottom lip and look away. “I lost my virginity.”
He freezes, setting his phone down on the table between us. When I finally look back at him, he’s frowning. “Who?”
I shake my head. “I’m not telling you.”
His brows draw together. “Was it Nox?”
My brows rise and I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. Not because the idea is funny. I wouldn’t mind having sex with Nox, butthe idea he would ever feel the same way is laughable. “No. I won’t be responding either way if you keep guessing, though.”
His teeth grit together and I stare back at him as he suddenly turns cold. His expression wipes clean from his face and I’m suddenly worried he’ll start killing off the entire male population of the school. Not that I’d be upset. I’d honestly find it hot for him to go on a murder spree in my name. After a few moments, his eyes soften once more as he looks at me. “Fine, don’t tell me, but I’ll find out eventually.”
The threat in his voice makes a shiver go down my spine, but not because it’s scary. Well, I mean, for such a pretty man, Zane can definitely be scary. There’s just something so damn hot when he talks like that.
I’m just daydreaming about watching Zane paint the walls in blood and he seems to come to some kind of decision while I do, because the next thing I know, he’s packing all of my stuff back into my bag. He grabs my hand and pulls me from my chair to tug me out of the library before I even have a chance to protest.
When he settles me into the front seat of his car with gentle hands even though his jaw is still tense, I decide he’s kind of perfect. He still hasn’t bothered to give me an explanation when he pulls out of the parking lot and drives off campus. “Where are we going?”
