Page 99 of Mistaken Magic

"IthinkIneed to study more, huh?"Iasked, because ignorance was not bliss here.

"Youneed to..."Hepaused, lifting his eyes. "Fin'sback."

"Asshole,"Igrumbled.

ButKeirreached for my face, cupping my cheek. "Youneed to lie back," he breathed, pulling me down onto his bed.

Andhe followed.Myheart picked up, the position so sensual and promising, but before my body was all the way down,Iheard a door open.Keirstopped, looking over with a glare of warning.

"Lockthat," he snapped.

Iturned to seeFingrinning at us. "Don'twant to hear any screaming tonight," he teased.

"Don'tworry,"Iassured him. "I'mnot a screamer.Well, not usually."

Helaughed and pulled the door closed, thenKeirdropped down beside me, the seduction gone as fast as it had started. "Sorry, heard his feet heading this way."

"Sothis is now a thing,"Irealized.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Worryless about the histories,Rain.MaybehaveAspenmake you a protection charm, and learn how to defend against magic.Defensecomes before offense, but sentinelscanhold our own.Evenif we can't stand against their magic, we can find ways to evade it."

"Myweapons classes,"Irealized.

Henodded. "It'sthe best way for aLegacyto stay safe.Ihave a bad feeling you're going to need it."

"Fuckingbullies,"Igrumbled. "Ithought college was supposed to be different!"

"Youthought this was a normal college," he countered. "It'snot.Thisis a school for the fae, which means politics is as much a part of things as it is in any high school."

"Fuck,"Igroaned. "Ok, so how long before you can walk me to my room?"

"Giveme at least thirty minutes soI'mnot laughed at?" he begged.

"ShouldIstart yelling now or later?"

Helifted himself up to look at my face. "Remindme again that you have a girlfriend?"

"Ihave a girlfriend,"Itold him.

"Andnow it's official," he pointed out. "Noyelling, though.Thatwould get us busted, and neither of us wants to explain this toBracken.Trustme, he'll make us work it out in weapon-style detention."

"Noyelling,"Iagreed. "Butyou can tell me more about the jesters."

Heflopped back, shoved an arm beneath me, and tugged me over soIhad to roll to face him. "Ithink you should tell me aboutRainBrooks, the girl who seems to have entranced all the fae atSilverOaks."

"There'snot really much to tell,"Iinsisted.

"Tellme anyway?" he asked. "Let'scall it my price for keeping my hands off you."

"Youare a bad, bad boy,Keir."

Hesimply murmured in approval. "I'ma good one.Alittle naughty at times, but very good."

"So!"Iwas losing and knew when to give in. "Iwas born inDesMoines..."

AsIbegan to talk, a smile claimed his lips.Thisbeautiful, gorgeous, and pretty amazing guy listened, and the whole time, he looked like he actually enjoyed it.Fuck.Iliked him a little too much.Iwas already making a mess of things withAspen.Ikept making a fool of myself in front ofKeir.

Sowhy did all of this make me want to smile?

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