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It wasn’t right. He shouldn’t have feelings for me. He should have those strong feelings for Ebony. I knew he did have them for her. He was just lying to himself saying he didn’t.

“No. You’ve drunk more than me. I’ll get a cab.” I smiled at him. “I’ll, um, see you when I see you.”

I opened the door and shut it behind me. Leaving him. I knew I had hurt him. I knew he wanted me, maybe to hurt Ebony, or maybe because his feelings for me ran deeper. Either way, it didn’t matter because I wasn’t letting whatever it was we had, get any closer.

I really had to start being a friend to him and not go back to the type of friendship that Blake and I usually had where we touched each other, where we fucked each other.

That relationship or friendship we had, had to end because now I had given my body and heart to Zane.

I physically couldn’t be with Blake anymore. I realized that when I closed his front door and stepped out into the night air, calling for a cab.

Blake and my’s friendship was about to turn into exactly that. A friendship.

Chapter Sixty-three

ZANE

I couldn’t feel her. Couldn’t reach out to her. Couldn’t feel if she was close or not. It was doing my fucking head in. I didn’t know if she was here or not. We hadn’t had any classes together this morning.

I had hovered near her locker, but she didn’t show. I had searched the grounds mentally for her, but I couldn’t feel her. All I could feel was a headache every time I reached for her. I still had a headache. I didn’t know if it was from her, or if I had one because I went on a bender with Taylor as soon as she left.

It wasn’t a sex bender, it was a drinking bender, and like the best mate Taylor always was, he was there for me. He didn’t even judge me when I said I marked Allie. I didn’t tell him though she marked me.

So, I was sitting at the back of the class with Ebony and Taylor in Math. Waiting. Waiting for her to show up.

The bell rang, and she hadn’t entered.

She hadn’t skipped the day, had she? Had she done that to avoid me? I attempted to reach into her mind again, but again, my headache just got worse. Why the hell did I drink so much yesterday?

The door slid open and in walked Blake.

He was the last person to be with her. He would know where she was. Normally those two were glued together at school.

Well, when he wasn’t with Ebony.

And since their fight, he was staying clear of Ebony.

Which was really pissing her off. She had gone into details about it this morning.

“Falcon.” I sat up in the chair and called out to him as he took the desk in front of ours.

“What, Harris?” He didn’t look back at me.

“Where’s Allie?” Surely, he wouldn’t be a dick about it. He would tell me if she was here or not. Maybe she was just avoiding this class because I was in it.

Maybe she was just avoiding me altogether.

Blake turned in his seat with a smug look on his face. “Last time I saw her, she was in my bed.”

Anger. Complete. All-consuming anger. That’s what I felt hearing that. I told her not to get in his bed. Had I not made myself clear to her? Our fight was over just that! Her being in his bed!

“She isn’t,” Ebony snapped at my side. “So stop lying, Blake.”

“How would you know?” Blake looked at her with disgust.

“Because I went to your house this morning and your room was empty, and I didn’t pick up on her scent so stop lying.” Ebony sounded more pissed off that he was lying than at the fact he was saying he shared a bed with another woman. I guess he was lying, so she didn’t need to get upset about it.

“Stay out of my house!” Blake glared at her. “You aren’t welcome.”

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