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I head to the end of the counter, waiting for my coffee. My phone beeps and I see a text from Sophia.
Sophia: Trent is going with the three of us this weekend. I’m nervous.
Me: He agreed to go? I thought he was adamant he didn’t want to.
Sophia: I don’t know what changed his mind. But when I bumped into him in the hallway he said he was going.
Me: I think he’s looking for an excuse to be with you.
The barista hands me my coffee. Grabbing it, I take a long drink, then head out of the coffee shop toward my car, texting Sophia as I walk.
Sophia: Doubtful. Not after he fucked me in the custodial closet, threw his clothes on, and walked out without a backward glance.
Me: I don’t understand why he did that. I tried to ask Evan, but he refused to divulge any of Trent’s secrets. I get it because I wouldn’t tell them yours.
Sophia: I shouldn’t care. Maybe I can find a hot guy to flirt with at the pumpkin patch.
Me: That’s the spirit. Make him jealous. His true feelings will come out.
Sophia: What feelings? The only ones he has for me are loathing and disgust. I don’t know why he bothers fucking me.
Me: That’s not true. I’ve been around the two of you. I’ve seen the longing and wistfulness as he looks at you. He wants you but I think your stepfather and Owen screwed everything up.
Sophia: I’ve gotta go. The professor just walked in. Talk later.
I slide into my car and put on some music before making the short drive from campus to the apartment.
* * *
“Evan? Are you here?” I call out, setting my backpack by the door. I listen closely but I don’t hear anything.
Finishing my iced coffee, I toss the empty cup in the trash then head down the hallway. “Evan? Where are you?”
Still no answer.
His bedroom is empty and the bathroom door is wide open. There’s no sounds indicating he’s here, which bothers me.
Stepping into my room, I pull my phone from my back pocket to text him.
Bam. The door slams against the wall behind me, causing me to shriek and spin around, my hand covering my pounding heart.
Evan stands there, red-faced from rage, his gaze slowly dragging over my body. He stalks forward, the unmistakable look of lust mixing with his rage. “Did you enjoy talking with Bennett in the coffee shop?”
Oh shit. My necklace.
My hand flies up, touching the pendant hanging from the delicate chain. “It was just a friendly conversation. He has a girlfriend.” I back up as he advances, fear and excitement racing through me.
“Is that so? Just a friendly conversation, huh?”
My voice quivers. “Stop being jealous. It meant nothing.” The back of my knees hit the bed.
Shit. I have nowhere else to go.
“Stop. Being. Jealous? Fuck, no.” Evan’s voice is raspy from fury and desire, eyes like hot coals that incinerate my skin. “You belong tome, Lexi. You’re lucky I haven’t taken care of Bennett.”
My brows lower as I glare at him. “Stop it, Evan. There’s no need for you to do anything to him. We’re just friends.” My heart thunders in my chest, my mind searching for an escape.
Evan laughs, the sound full of malice. “I don’t like young punks trying to keep a foot in the door, waiting for a chance to be with you. He’ll never get the chance because every fucking inch of you belongs to me.” He’s so close to me now that I can barely function, yet a part of me thrives on this.
