Page 16 of Desert Heat

I spent the rest of my day broody as fuck as thoughts swirled in my head of a certain brunette’s plump lips on mine as I fisted my hands in her hair. Revenge just might be sweet if I can get through the seduction without strangling her first.

She has bitch written all over her.

Her ice queen rep was earned.

At least there’s zero chance I’d ever catch feelings.

“Hunter? Hey, I’m Vivi. You’re in my Poly sci class.”

I’m about to blow her off with an ‘I don’t give a fuck’ response when ice princess comes into view. She doesn’t see me yet. I need to change that.

“That’s right,” I grin, talking a bit too loud, purposefully stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, causing a bit of a jam.

I angled closer, “Do you want to meet up sometime to… ah… catch me up since I missed the first two weeks of class?”

“I’d love to help,” she licked her lips.

“I’d love it too,” I smirked, laughing low as she giggle flirted right back. Over Vivi’s head, I caught ice princesses cold stare. Her brow was scrunched up as she studied the two of us.

She didn’t do jack to hide her emotions.

She hated what she was watching. So, I gave her more of a show.

The tips of my sneakers touches Vivi’s. “I’m going to a rush party this weekend. Maybe I’ll see you there?” My fingers lifted a lock of her hair to twirl around my fingers.

Vivi’s hand rested on my forearm, “It’s a date.”

I grinned as she went in the opposite direction, purposefully waiting until she was out of sight.

“Oops, excuse me,” ice princess snarled as her shoulder purposefully checked me.

“I’ll see you later, too.”

She didn’t turn her head but by the way her back straightened I knew she heard. What she didn’t know was just how much she was going to be seeing of me.

CHAPTER 6

“Not interested,”I took a pull from whatever cheap shit beer was on ice at the party, sat back in the chair while continuing to watch the flames. Whoever the girl was, she was pissed. I could give a fuck.

My first keg party.

These stupid shits think it’s all that. I take another pull from my beer missing home, wishing I was with my brothers in the Clubhouse doing shots before going on our Friday night ride.

I’m here in bum-fuck Maine, instead.

“Hey,” Vivi sat on my lap, making herself quite cozy. I was about to brush her off make an excuse I had to take a leak when the sexiest woman alive walked out the backdoor. The stacked silver cuffs at her wrists jingling in time with the bounce of her breasts as she walks in thigh high leather boots.

Fuck me.

He long hair flows down her back. She’s every inch a fucking princess—no a queen.

Vivi’s fingertips turned my chin. “Here, let me wipe up that drool,” she played.

“Nah, it’s not like that.”

“She’s watching us. Should I kiss you?”

“I’m tempted. But it’s all good.”

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