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He shrugged his shoulders. “Is that what you want?”

A smile twitched on my lips, “Why don’t you just come out and ask me out?”

“I already did. You’re the one not giving me the answer.”

It wasn’t often that you would see amusement or playfulness in Kade’s eyes apart from right now.

I slid out of the booth and went and sat next to him. His arm naturally wrapped around me and I curled into his side. This felt so right.

“I’ve always wanted to be claimed by a reaper,” I whispered in his ear, causing him to smirk.

His hand ran up my thigh and he lowered his voice. “You’re mine now, Abby Harrison.”

Tingles spread across my skin at the deadly, alluring sentence.

Chapter 53

Abby

If it wasn’t impossible, I would swear someone had set my morning up to fail. First I slept in, then I burned my forehead with the hair straightener. It was around this point that I realized close to everything I owned was dirty.

It was by a complete miracle that I managed to scramble an outfit together. Then when I thought my morning was turning around, I went to start my car and what do you know, a flat battery. Which then, of course, led to me having to ride in Kim’s rubbish-filled car to university.

I swear it would kill her if she cleaned it.

So it was fair to say my nerves were red raw and I wasn’t in the mood for anything else to happen.

Kim and I were both already running late for our lecture when she thought it would be a bright idea to stop and get a coffee from the canteen.

“Would you just chill, it’s a boring lecture anyway.” Kim rolled her eyes and was walking slow on purpose.

“I hate the way they stare you down when you enter late,” I grumbled.

She shrugged her shoulders, not caring whatsoever.

We turned the corner and was suddenly confronted by a brunette and a gang of females.

I side-stepped them.

Only to have the brunette match my step.

I sighed heavily.

Kim was already in a bitchy mood; she had been fishing for an argument with me all morning.

“Can I help you?” I spoke dryly to her, meeting the brunette’s bitchy eyes.

I had never seen her before, so it was highly doubtful I had managed to piss her off. But considering how this morning was going, maybe I had and I didn’t even know about it.

“Harrison sisters.” She stared down at us, her tone unfriendly. “I thought it was just a rumor that you were attending, but yet here you both are.”

Kim was keeping unusually silent beside me.

Clearly we were at a disadvantage. She knew us while we didn’t have a fucking clue who she was or her gang of friends behind her.

“As great as it is to know your eyesight works, we really have somewhere to be.” Kim moved forward. Finally, I wasn’t in the mood for a confrontation.

“Didn’t take you as one to care if you were late for a lecture.” The brunette made a point to step forward, staring Kim down further. Did this bitch want a fist in her face? Cause Kim would be more than happy to give her one.

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