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“Hmmm. Have you thought about higher education, Chas? Maybe counseling or trauma therapy?” Bast asks, chewing on his lip as he thinks.
Reaching out to rescue his lip gently away from his teeth, I shrug. “I honestly haven’t thought past turning twenty this year. My life has been weird, and there’s been no real stability. I feel like I’ve been treading water. I wouldn’t be against that plan, Bast, but I want to start taking care of myself before I can possibly help others. Your dad sent me the names of some therapists I can interview, to see who's a good fit,” I explain.
“That’s amazing.” Levi grins. “I’m proud of you. Your memories are getting louder and—”
“The nightmares are getting worse.” I sigh, finishing his sentence. “We also talked about being an Eve, and the possibility that the position will be retired after I complete the ritual. I don’t know what the Adams will need to do after this group, but I’m sure they’ll figure it out. Your dad also wants to have morning coffee with me each day, to slowly teach me more about my role, so I won’t get overwhelmed.”
I’m bouncing on my toes by the time I finish and Levi chuckles, grabbing me and pulling me to him. “Are you enjoying your new cloak and dagger life?” he teases me, kissing me hard.
“I don’t see any daggers—” I begin to say, but he grinds his cock into my stomach. Giggling, I shake my head. “Bast, save me from my husband, or he may bend me over his desk, and I’m pretty sure he has another class soon.”
Groaning, he lets me go. “Take her to lunch, Bast. Make sure she’s a good girl and eats.”
* * *
Grinning,I escape, enjoying lunch. I even manage to ignore Bridget and Teri as they talk about how magical my vagina must be for Bast, Ash, and Jonas to be eating with me.
“Can I walk you to your next class?” Ash asks me after lunch. It’s nice being able to eat with everyone now, though I could live without all the staring.
“I’d like that. Thanks,” I say, and he takes my bag. I can’t keep from watching this stranger next to me.
“What?” he grunts, and I smile at his pissy attitude.
I’m not used to how nice he’s being, but I decide to enjoy it. “Nothing, tell me something good?” I ask with a secret smile.
“Hmm,” he murmurs, grabbing my arm to gently move me out of the way from a football player going too fast to dodge. “Pay attention, woman, or you’ll end up flattened like a pancake. We have a busy week ahead of us, and I honestly enjoy it, you know? I know what every moment will be like. We have football practices the next few days, a game Friday night, and then our trial soon after.”
Ash’s voice is hushed, but I can hear him fine as we walk.
“It sounds like you enjoy being busy then,” I tell him as we step out of the main doors toward the gym. “I like being kept occupied, because it means everything else stays quiet. I can’t think, I just have to do.”
I don’t think I say anything life-altering, but I’m surprised as Ash slows to a stop. Turning, my brow rises. “I’m sorry, did I scare you?” I sass.
Smiling slowly, his amber-colored eyes—that hold secrets only he knows—darken. “No, Little Liar, you didn’t. I just didn’t think you’d be so honest today. It threw me for a loop.”
“I don’t believe I’ve lied to you at all. I haven’t told you things because they’re none of your business, and you enjoy blackmailing me,” I throw back at him.
There’s no one around, so the outside gardens are oddly quiet. “We need an Eve, and as much as I’d like to think I’d be fine just sticking my dick into anyone, I’m definitely not,” he snipes, his hand wrapping around my neck. “For some reason, your face, your shapely calves, and your ass, are what I think about when I imagine that night. So yes, I stacked the deck so that you’d be our Eve. Little did I know, you were always meant for us.” Ash drags his nose up my neck, inhaling deeply. “Why do you smell like blackberries?” He sighs.
“I… don’t know? I haven’t done any baking recently,” I reply softly.
“You confuse me so much, and when I don’t understand something, I lash out. Chastity, you could just breathe next to me, and I would wonder what you’re thinking, if you’re hungry, or how I can make you smile.”
Eyes widened, my lips form an ‘O’.
“You’re under Bast and Jonas’ skin, and have been for a long time. But what I’ve never told them,” he confesses, as his hand tightens around my throat, “is that you’ve been under my skin since I first saw you. I don’t know what it is about you, but I want to find out,” he mutters.
Kissing me hard, I’m lightheaded from my emotions and lack of air. Dropping my bag at my feet, he releases me.
“It looks like this is where we part ways, Little Liar,” he says, walking away.
Picking up my bag, I want to yell at him because I’m confused by his stupid lips, his sweetness, and his infuriating smirk. Stomping my foot, I yell, “Ahhh! I need chocolate, right freaking now.”
Knowing that won’t happen, I trudge to the gym. Later, I’ll be able to see what Tempest thinks about all this, when we have our girls night at her apartment. Running late, I change into my gym clothes, prepared for class to suck.
There are whispers as I walk out onto the track. I despise running, because I can never find the right bras for my body. This sports bra isn’t terrible, but my boobs will still bounce.
“You’re going to knock someone out with those,” Lisa chuckles. This girl has an unhealthy fascination with my breasts, I swear.
