Page 79 of The Revenge You Seek
Unable to resist, I swipe my screen and open the message.
You never could keep promises. I'm disappointed.
My pulse thunders as I read and reread her words.
Is she… is she challenging me?
A smile curls at my lips as I think about her in her dorm room staring at the door, wondering if I'm going to come crashing through any moment.
My cock hardens as I consider doing just that.
Taking her against the window so everyone who's walking past knows who she belongs to. Understanding that she's my dirty little whore.
A slice of key lime pie being placed in front of me drags me from my wicked thoughts but suddenly, it's anything but appealing. The only thing I want for dessert is Scarlett.
I suck on my bottom lip as I remember how she tasted Friday night and my cock weeps. Although, one look up at the woman before me and it ruins my fantasy somewhat.
"Damn, I should have had that. It looks incredible," she complains, ignoring her own fruit salad and drooling over my dessert instead.
"Have it, I need to go," I say, shoving my cell back into my pocket and pulling out some cash to pay for the meal.
"What?" she screeches, making me wince. It's similar to the irritating sound she makes when she comes, and I rather never hear that again either. "You can't just leave me here."
"I'm really sorry," I lie. "It's an emergency."
Her face falls. "Oh no, is everything okay. Kyle?"
"You don't need to worry, but I really need to go."
Her lips part, I've no idea if it's to argue with me or what, but I don't care. I'm out of there before she has a chance to say a word.
I white-knuckle the wheel as I make my way back across town toward campus.
Impatience and frustration begins to get the better of me the closer I get.
I shouldn't have jumped quite so quickly, but it's not like I really needed convincing to get away from Alana.
If Vic finds out then he'll have my ass for this, but right now, with Letty waiting for me, I really don't give a shit.
I pull up into the parking lot behind her dorm building.
I can't see her window from here but I can picture her standing at it looking for me, waiting for me.
Pulling my cell from my pocket, I read her message again.
Kane: Didn't your momma ever warn you about playing with the devil?
I stare at the screen for two minutes, but the message never shows as read, and she doesn't attempt to reply.
If it weren't for the fact I could read her previous message above then I might start to think I'd imagined it.
I sit there a while longer, trying to convince myself that I should just go home.
But then, the main door to her building opens and a group of people emerge. I recognize them as her protectors. But she's not with them.
She really did plan this.
I wait for them to disappear before climbing from the car and making my way inside her building and up to her dorm.
