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LANDON
After our little sexcapades in the principal’s office, I walked down the hallway without the guys or Imani. I wasn’t angry with her, but I was kinda pissed that she hadn’t told me that she went on a date with João.
We hadn’t gone out together officially yet, and João was nothing but an ass to her.
“Hey!” Imani called from behind me, the spit cleaned from her face. “Wait up, Landon.”
A couple of kids looked over at her, but I didn’t turn around because, well, I might’ve been a bit angry and annoyed with her. She had gone out with him first and not me. She had asked him out on a date after she told me that she loved me.
What the fuck was that?
Before I could get another step, she wrapped her small hand around mine and stared up at me through big brown eyes, her brows furrowed. “What’s going on? Are you really annoyed with me, like João said you were?”
I stopped in the middle of the hallway and glanced down at her fingers intertwined with mine, and then I clenched my jaw. For a mere moment, I had the urge to pull my hand away from hers and storm down the hallway.
But I was working on myself for her.
“People are staring, Imani. You want to hold hands?” I asked instead, drawing my tongue across my teeth. I didn’t give a fuck about people staring. Most people at Redwood already knew that Imani and Poison had a thing.
Though I didn’t think Imani wanted people to know that we were a couple. Or a quad or whatever the hell it was when she had a different relationship with all damn three of us. That’d probably be fucking weird for a girl like her.
It was a bit for me.
“I don’t have a problem with it,” Imani said. “But you have one with me obviously.”
“I don’t have a problem with you.”
“Come on, Landon,” Imani said. “Don’t do that to me. You’re closing yourself off again.”
Once I let out a slow breath, I rubbed my hand over my face and frowned. She was right, but I didn’t want to argue with her. These feelings shouldn’t be getting in the way because I was the one who had told Poison about her.
I had fucked this up.
“I don’t have a problem with you,” I said truthfully. “I’m just … fuck, it’s so stupid.”
“Are you jealous?” she asked.
“Of João?” I asked with a laugh. “Why would I be jealous of him?”
“Because I went out with him and not you,” Imani said, voice quiet. “That’s why, isn’t it?”
Stopping in the middle of the hallway, I frowned down at her. “Yeah, I’m jealous, okay?”
She stood on her toes to stare at me. “I might’ve gone out with João, but you’re the only man I’ve told that I love before.” She softened her lips into a smile. “You don’t have to worry about me losing feelings for you, Landon. You’re the only guy who gets me, really freaking gets me.”
I shuffled my feet.
When I didn’t answer, she grasped my face. “Okay?”
“Okay,” I repeated.
After staring at me for a couple moments, she nodded. “Good. So, what’d you do this weekend?” she asked, inching closer to me with every step and suddenly becoming quiet, her cheeks rounding the way she always did when she was embarrassed—not that much embarrassed her nowadays. “I missed you.”
Warmth spread throughout my chest. “You missed me?”
“You don’t have to scream it!” she whisper-yelled, stepping toward her locker and rocking back on her heels, gaze focused on the ground. She took a peek up at me and smiled a bit harder. “But, yes, I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
