Page 47 of Liars

His smirk sharpened, a glint of amusement flickering in his dark gaze. “Let me take a stab in the dark; you’re a virgin.”

I refused to let him embarrass me, and I convinced myself that the warmth flooding my cheeks was annoyance. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m not. Hate to disappoint your virgin fantasies.”

His smirk faded, replaced by a shuttered gaze. “You’re not my type.”

I scoffed. “Same. I wouldn’t sleep with you if you were the last man alive.” Why were we arguing about sex? How did we get here? Everything Kreed said somehow rattled me. It was like he tried to provoke me on purpose.

“Glad we cleared that up.” His fingers raked through his dark hair while I did my best not to look at his biceps or stare at the tattoos covering his arm.

But I wanted to stare.

I exhaled, trying to shake off the heat still clinging to my skin. “What are you doing up at this time?”

“Going for a run.” He gestured toward the door. “I was about to walk out the door when I heard you.”

My brow furrowed. “You run?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?”

I tilted my head, taking him in. His lean, sculpted frame, the sharp lines of his arms, the controlled strength in his posture. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe it. It just…wasn’t what I expected. “It isn’t, I guess.” I hesitated before admitting, “I just hadn’t pegged you as a runner.”

A slow smirk curled his lips. “What did you peg me as then?” His voice was laced with curiosity, his gaze steady, waiting.

I swallowed, my heart giving an irritating little kick. “The truth?”

Kreed folded his arms over his chest, nodding once.

I held his gaze. “I’m still figuring you out.”

Something flickered in his eyes. A challenge. A dare. “Prepare to be dumbfounded. I’m a mystery even to my family.”

My breath hitched, my stomach coiling in ways I didn’t like. “Why do I get the feeling you like it that way?”

He grinned. Like really smiled, and something happened inside. A stirring. A fluttering. A feeling I did not want.

Holy. Shit.

If that’s what Kreed looked like when he smiled, I should be glad he rarely did. My heart wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“We leave for school at seven. If you’re not in the car before then, you’re walking.” His gaze glanced over me, taking in my skimpy pajama set.

Under his scrutiny, I shivered, and my nipples hardened. “So you can ditch me on the side of the road again. I’d rather save myself the embarrassment,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Suit yourself.” Kreed tilted his head, studying me with a look that made me flush. He was close enough that I could see the flecks of stars in his eyes and how his jaw tensed when he was thinking too hard.

I hated that he noticed me like this. Hated even more that a small part of me felt relieved it had been Kreed who woke me and not anyone else in the house. Well, except for maybe Amelia. She would have been preferable to any Corvo.

“Next time you want to drown yourself in whiskey and pass out on the couch, maybe remember you’re not living in your perfect mansion where you can traipse around in next to nothing. Put some damn clothes on.”

Kreed made me want to strangle him. “Maddox didn’t seem to mind last night,” I snapped as he stood. Why did he always make me want to say the stupidest shit? I couldn’t control what came out of my mouth when I was near him.

He sneered frigidly. “He wouldn’t.” Then Kreed walked away, leaving me feeling like I hadn’t exactly won the conversation, which irked me to no end.

Why was he always around at the weirdest hours? Did he ever sleep?

On a huff, I collapsed against the couch. I couldn’t believe I’d felt Kreed’s dick.

WTF.

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