Page 3 of Hell Kissed
I bump my arm into hers and give her that smile I’ve always shown her when she mentions her crush. She’s also paired with Monica and Aimee, but I guess she’s forgetting those two narcissistic she-howlers. Thank God the teacher didn’t pair me with Kyvainandthose two.
We turn into the second room on the left, and the small speech class is filled with students who mill around before the lecture starts. I take a seat at the large table in the back, and Bea joins me there. The two seats on the other side of us remain empty.
I don’t know why she does it. Why does she remain my friend when it doesn’t gain her any brownie points with anyone else? Everyone loves Bea. She’s the sweetest person I’ve ever met, and she’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember.
I’m forever thankful that out of all the people in this place, she’s my neighbor.
The scraping of a chair sounds near us, and I look up to find Jov pulling a chair over to Bea’s side.
“Hey,” he whispers with a shy smile.
“Hey,” she says back in a breathy voice.
God. Stop it and ask her out already! Put her breathy, blushing girl brain out of its misery already, Jov!
That faint stirring swirls inside me once more, and I feel that magic even though I don’t understand it. She’s always there with me even though we’ve never met.
My wolf.
“Do you want to go to the Dark Moon with me tonight?” Jov blurts his question out, and even I’m impressed as I pretend to ignore the two lovesick puppies at my side.
“Oh. Yeah. That sounds great,” Bea says with a smile eating up her words.
Wow. Way to go, Jov.
Really, it’s a terrible idea. What if she mates with Benn or Calvin or one of the dozens of other men who check Bea out weekly?
Jov finally manned up and asked her on a date on the same night she might find her fated love. She might go with him and leave with someone else.
What an idiot.
He should have kissed her a long time ago, because tonight it might be too late.
He should have kissed her like she’s always wanted...
A collective gasp and a moan of…Why does that sound like a porn moan right now?
I peek over out of the corner of my eye to find Bea’s fingers threaded tightly through Jov’s hair as he kisses her so hard even my own vagina is starting to get secondhand turned on right now.
Um…
“Mr. Ravensen, please remove yourself from Miss Stevens’ tongue and find a different seat.” Professor Reed stares at the couple down his thick-rimmed glasses, and it honestly takes several more lip locking kisses for the pair to separate.
Seriously. Kudos, Jov. What romance novel have you been reading to make a move like that?
Jov looks like he’s in a daze as he stumbles over to the chair at the table across from us. And if I thought Bea was a blushing mess before…
She looks at me with the biggest smile, and I can’t help but laugh.
Damn.
Who knew Jov Ravensen was a dream man?
Mr. Reed flips through the calendar on his desk at the front of the room and the class quiets, despite several girls throwing curious glances at Jov and Bea.
“Everyone pair up with your assigned groups. Your debate on Pack Origins: Blessed by the Gods or an Evolutionary Trait, is due by the end of the week.” The professor plops down in a black swivel chair behind his paper cluttered desk and seems set on ignoring us all for the next forty-five minutes.
My heart slams and dips down hard as I lift my chin and look up at the man seated two tables ahead of me. Calvin slouches down in the seat across from Kyvain with a twisted smile kissing his lips. Calvin tosses his bag into the chair next to him as he speaks quickly and quietly. I can’t see anything but Kyvain’s unruly blond hair and arrogant square shoulders.
