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“I’ll see you later, baby.” Abel leaned in to give me a scorching kiss, forcing me to fan myself when we were done. A few hoots and hollers from other students had me burying my head in Abel’s chest, which made him chuckle.
“Later,” I said with a massive blush. Abel winked before he ran up the stairs to his next class, and I walked into my classroom.
For a while, my mind eased, and I focused on the lecture. Maybe it was because I didn’t have Abel beside me after such a serious discussion. This class was shorter, and I was grateful to leave and head toward the cafeteria because I was hungry. Abel made me toast and eggs, but I was ready for a bigger meal.
Abel’s class was for another thirty minutes. Since my class was more frequent during the week, it was shorter. I was walking around the school grounds on one of the many paths enjoying how much easier it was now that people left me alone. There were a few girls who glared and muttered under their breaths, but it was because they were jealous. Everybody wanted Abel—but he’d chosen me.
Something massive smashed into the walkway, barely missing me. Concrete pieces shattered and ricocheted into my legs as I stumbled back. Luckily, I was able to catch myself before I fell. From what was left, it looked like an arm from a gargoyle from the roof of the building I was passing.
Instantly, I looked up. The gargoyle almost directly above me was missing an arm. The world felt slow and far away as I took a deep breath and swiped at my pant legs.
One of the chips had torn through the fabric, and just scratched my leg. No blood though. Another bigger piece had hit my thigh and felt like it had left a nasty bruise forming. At least nothing worse had happened. A few inches over and I could have had a serious injury.
The world snapped into focus as someone yelled, “Chan!”
I turned. Ella was running toward me.
She skidded to a stop and began to frantically look me over. “Are you okay? Oh my God, you could’ve been killed.”
“I’m fine. I promise. I’ll probably have a scrape but nothing more. My pants are probably ruined though.”
Ella stood and frowned. “Are you sure? I’d never been so scared in my life. I saw it falling, but I was too far away.”
“I’m okay. I promise. A little shocked, but fine.” I reached over and grabbed her hand, and she squeezed mine. “We should probably call maintenance and let them know.”
Ella nodded, grabbed her phone, and placed the call. She was off within minutes and guided me toward the cafeteria. “Come on, let’s get something to eat. I think we could both use a little rest after that.”
As we sat and placed our orders, I remembered Abel had a frat lunch, so it’d be only us girls. It was something I looked forward to. However, Ella had grown quiet on the walk over, acting awkward, and I’d been trying to figure out what was going on. This wasn’t unusual anymore. It seemed to be her natural way lately, and I debated telling her about what was going on with me, but thought it wasn’t a good idea. She was working on something herself.
The silence between us was interrupted by a bubbly Kailey as she came bounding in, and the potential moment to speak with Ella went out the window. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but it never seemed like the right time.
Chapter 2
Chantilla
I woke to Abel’s lips on my cheeks and neck. I moaned and then groaned, not at all enthused by the idea of having to wake. I slapped him away as I burrowed into the pillow. He chuckled and resumed the kissing, but this time adding his hands to the mix.
“Come on, wakey wakey, my little pet.”
The nickname had me quickly wrenching my eyes open to glare at him. He hadn’t called me pet in a while, and I didn’t like it because it reminded me of a time when Abel had been a complete asshole toward me. It surely wasn’t meant as an endearment back then, and I didn’t know how to take it now.
“Oh, you don’t like that, do you?” Abel nuzzled his face in my neck, holding back a laugh.
“No, I don’t.” What in the hell was this boy thinking, using that name? After our talk yesterday, I forced myself to be more upfront about my thoughts, at least to a point. Being called pet and my dislike of it remained at the forefront of my renewed vocal confidence.
It didn’t help that I still had lingering anger and resentment over the fact that Abel had lied, and I didn’t know why he didn’t tell me the truth about that night. A large part of me wanted to pull off the Band-Aid and demand answers. However, my alone times with Abel the past week had been fantastic. He treated me with care, which I hadn’t experienced before, and I hungered for it.
“Okay, baby, no more pet.” He nibbled on my ear. “At least until you are a bad girl.” He nipped at my neck and then licked the pain away. “Then it will be part of your punishment.”
The tone of his voice, combined with a little growl had me quivering, and this urge to be the bad girl for him intensified as I imagined experiencing his punishment. It had to be fun because when we were together, alone, naked, there was nothing more thrilling.
A slight yip left my lips, and I bared my neck more for him to dominate me, but he didn’t take my offer. Instead, he moved over me, his weight on his forearms and feet, the rest of his body just above mine, not touching an inch. “It’s time to get up, baby. We have things to do this morning.” He hopped off and pulled on some boxers before heading toward the door. I followed his magnificent ass with my eyes as he walked out.
“It’s Saturday morning. Can’t we stay in bed?” I called down the hall.
“Up. Now.”
The humor in his voice had me curious. What in the world did he have planned? I groaned as I sat and leaned against the headboard. He’d kept me up late last night, and now he expected me to get out of bed at eight in the morning. It wasn’t cool, not at all.
