Page 36 of Venomous Lies
He waved a hand to shoo us out of the class while everyone stared at him in silent shock. His back now to us, he started to remove things from the desk and toss them into the trash bin beside it, presumably to make room for his things.
Slowly, we made our way out of the greenhouse. It wasn’t until we were all out of the building that students began to speak.
“What the fuck?—?”
“Who does he think?—?”
“Wonder if I can get into?—?”
Everyone started breaking off into groups, but Tallie remained where she was, standing there with Bones and me. Her hair was longer than I’d originally thought, withher braids going all the way down to her waist. She wore waist-high black jeans and a white cropped t-shirt that only accentuated her figure.
She arched an eyebrow and struck a pose.
“Like what you see, witch?”
“I love your jeans,” I told her after an exaggerated once over, but I finished the statement with a genuine smile.
“Thanks!” She grinned. “Hopefully, we’ll all still be in the class once he gets done with his power trip.”
“He’s not throwing me out of this class even if I have to get Thatcher to approve it.” I clicked my tongue, a surge of power filling me at the thought of this class being taken away from me.
“I think, given your abilities, mate, that you’re just fine,” Bones said dryly as he lit a cigarette.
“I’ll leave you lovebirds to it. See you around campus.”
With a jaunty wave, Tallie was gone, leaving Bones and me standing in silence near the greenhouse.
“I’m going to go in there.”
“That’s probably not the best idea,” Bones advised before taking a long drag, “but you do what you want.”
“You’re not going to try to stop me?”
“Why would I do that?” He raised his eyebrows in question as a puff of smoke filled the air between us. “I told you to be yourself, and this is much more your personality than whatever was going on before.”
I studied Bones, a man I really didn’t know all that well, feeling both happy and confused. Who was he?
My mate.
That was odd to even think. I was definitely going to have to use that more often so I could get used to it.
‘I think you’d have to spend more time with the fae, not just fucking, to figure that out,beastie.’
‘Why do you pick times like this to open your mouth?’I complained.
‘Because this is what I’ve been reduced to for entertainment.’
“Go stir up whatever mess you want. I need to figure some shit out,” Bones said, distracting me from Cas’ sarcasm for a moment.
“Did you want to meet up for dinner later?” I asked right as he started to walk away.
Bones looked over his shoulder and gave me a slight smile. “See you then, witchling.”
For a second, I watched him walk away before taking a deep breath to fortify myself.
“Okay,” I said under my breath. “Let’s do this.”
‘A bad choice, but go for it as usual,’Cas snarked as I marched toward the greenhouse.
