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I hand him the garment bag. He takes it and places it carefully on his passenger seat, hanging the hook on the ceiling handle above the window.
“Thanks,” he says, straightening up when he’s done. “I appreciate it. A Dirty Princess creation. I’ll hold on to it until you’re a famous designer and sell it to a fashion museum or something.”
“Dirty Princess?” I laugh and shake my head. “Since when did we decide on that?”
He shrugs. “It’s a working title.”
“Just so you know, you won’t get any credit if I end up using that name.”
“I’ll trade you the name for a single kiss,” he grins, wrapping one arm around my waist and pulling me to him.
I lace my arms around his neck, plastering my body against his. “What kind of kiss?”
“Any kind,” he murmurs.
We kiss—and our kisses quickly turn breathy and hungry. I arch into him to feel his erection pressing insistently against my stomach. We pull away so we can catch a breath, and my hands drop to his waistband. I’m not even ashamed of how much I want him. Noah looks around, licking his lips.
Then he takes my wrists and pushes my hands away. “I should go, princess.”
I’m tempted to ignore him, to pull his dick out and beg him to fuck me right here, against his car in the Spearcrest staff car park, but he shakes his head as if reading my thoughts.
“I mean it, sweetheart.” He takes my face gently in his hands. “I’ll see you tomorrow, though, right?”
I nod. Tomorrow is the gala, though. Tomorrow, if everything goes according to my plan, is when my father sees me with Noah and offers to give me anything I want if I dump him. That was the plan. I’d never intended to fail.
But now, I’m not so sure I want to succeed either.
“Hey, don’t look so miserable,” Noah says with a grin. “You only have to wait one day, alright? If we’re lucky with your gala, we can sneak off and I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”
He thinks I’m sad because we’re not fucking tonight—and I guess I’m sad about that, too. But if he knew what I’m really sad about, how would he react?
He’d probably be angry. Hurt. Betrayed.
Iwould be.
I nod and try to look like I’m cheered up.
“Promise?” I ask with a smile.
“Scout’s honour,” he says, and kisses my forehead.
“I don’t even know what that means.”
He releases me and walks over to the driver’s side, opening his car door. “It means I’ll fuck you any way you like, princess.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” His voice suddenly becomes solemn. “I’d do anything for you.”
He gets into his car and waves at me. I step back and wave back. I watch him until his car disappears into the darkness, and then I turn away with a sigh.
When I step on the path that leads back to the sixth form girls’ building, a voice reaches me from the darkness—Cammie’s voice.
“Wow, Rose. You’ve really fucked up.”
Chapter 15
Bitter Pill
