Page 3 of The Hunt
“Nope.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not lying.”
“That why your thighs are still pressed together?” I asked.
“I don’t know who you are,” she said, gathering her belongings and shoving them into her backpack. She flung it over her shoulder, stepped around me, and hurried to the exit of the library. “But I hate you.”
“You might want to double-check your headphones next time,” I called to her retreating figure louder than I should’ve in a quiet library. “Your research could end up attracting more attention than you’d like.”
After she disappeared into the hallway, I smirked.
Around most girls, the old Apollo would have made a crude remark and then forgotten all about them. But her? No, the look of shock on her innocent face was too addicting. Little Miss Porn Addict was going to be my newest obsession, my newest dirty toy.
CHAPTER 3
DAPHNE
Shit! I’m going to be so late!
After stopping the audio drama playing on my phone, I sprinted out of the frigid winter cold and into Redwood Academy, heading straight for biology. Students lingered by their lockers, clogging up the hallway.
I could tolerate a lot of shit at Redwood Academy, like the gossip, chaos, even the occasional underground casino in the math wing type of news. That was all fine, and it didn’t bother me in the slightest, because I kept my head down and stayed out of drama.
But Apollo?
He had only been here for four days, and I was already not a fan.
Clutching my notebook to my chest and wishing my little run-in with him away, I stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath so it didn’t look like running up two flights of stairs killed me, and stepped into biology class.
Hopefully, the cheerleaders had gotten to him last night, and he didn’t remember me.
“Decided to join us, I see, Miss Laurel,” Mr Barnes said from the front.
With warm cheeks, I murmured an apology and headed to my seat. My steps slowed as I approached the back table to find someone already sitting on it. And it wasn’t just anyone, but Apollo freaking DeLuca.
“Daphne, lovely that you could make it today,” he said, patting his lap. “Take a seat.”
I glanced around the room to see students already gathered into pairs for the project announced yesterday, my gaze landing on Mr Barnes, who was scrolling on his computer like usual nowadays, which must have meant that this asshole was now my new partner.
“That’s my seat,” I said to Apollo.
“You’re welcome to sit on it.”
“Don’t be a dick,” I said through my teeth.
“Baby,” he dragged out. “Isn’t that what you like? At least that audio–”
Before he could finish his sentence, I slapped a hand over his mouth. “Shush it.”
When I was convinced that he’d shut his mouth and not say another word, I pulled my hand away to find him smirking at me. “Is that how you like it?” He curled his finger around one of my belt loops and pulled me toward him. “You want to be the boss?”
Somehow my cheeks burned even hotter, and I didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or pure rage. The audacity that this man had was indescribable. In-freaking-describable!
His dark hair fell onto his forehead, his jawline sharp, and his smugness making me want to hurl. How did anyone have this much cockiness to just… to just say that to someone out loud?! And in the middle of Redwood Academy too?!
If anyone heard, I’d be the gossip soon.
