Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
She stopped in front of the duo just as Molly said, “Hey. We’re heading off campus to eat. Wanna come?”
Keira looked past them to see if she could spot Reese. They’d been eating lunch together, mainly outside where they could be alone and not have the entire student body gawking at them, but her disappointment set in that she didn’t initially see him.
“Ugh, no, that’s okay. I was gonna just hang here—”
“With Reese? Again?” Ian prompted, and the look Keira gave him had him holding up his hands in surrender.
“You have no room to talk, Mr. Stuck to Molly’s Hip.”
They all started laughing, but then the amusement died as arousal took its place when she saw Reese step into the cafeteria from the other entrance. She’d never found guys who wore the school uniform as attractive. The standard-issued black slacks, white button-down shirt, and red blazer with the BMA crest embroidered on the lapel couldn’t be called anything but severe and formal. But the way Reese’s hard, very male body filled it out? Yeah, she felt that in every single inch of her body.
He looked around the cafeteria, seemingly for her, and she felt a smile spread across her face.
“Okay, that's our cue to leave,” Molly murmured. “When she gets that look in her eyes over Reese, nothing will pull her focus.”
“Oh man, Lindy has her sights set on your man, Keira,” Ian muttered, and Keira looked over to where Lindy was, the other girl’s focus latched right on Reese. She was like a dog who was starving and refused to take her eyes off Reese, even though he wasn’t her meal.
“She’s such a dirty bitch,” Keira said and heard the venom in her voice. She’d never hated anyone before, but jealousy made her loathe Lindy.
“Careful, that one has some claws on her.” Ian sounded a bit hesitant, but she couldn’t blame him.
Lindy was a vicious bitch.
She said bye to Molly and Ian and made her way into the cafeteria toward Reese. Nate stopped by him for only a second before he tipped his chin in her direction. Reese glanced over, and God, if a smile could kill, she’d be dead right now from the one he gave her. He pulled her in when she was close enough, his thickly muscled arm around her waist. She had her hands on his chest, her head tilted back, and all she wanted was his kiss.
“Hey,” he whispered, but before she could say it back, he was giving her what she needed desperately.
His kiss.
“Okay, I’m getting the fuck out of here,” Nate said in a disgusted voice, and she felt Reese smile against her lips.
“Don’t mind him. He’s had something up his ass ever since the librarian—”
She pulled back and prompted, “Huh? The librarian? At the academy?”
He smirked and shook his head again. “Never mind. That’s some crazy shit right there.”
“Hey, Reese.” Lindy’s voice was saccharin and fake enough to rot out your teeth.
“Shit,” Reese said and took a step back from her, his arm still around Keira’s waist, so he pulled her back with him.
Lindy lowered her eyes to where he held Keira, and she didn’t miss the thinning of the other girl’s lips.
“You fucking sneak up on people like that normally?” Reese sounded annoyed. “Give us a heads-up next time.”
Keira held back her amusement as Lindy stormed away. Reese wasn't trying to be funny, but Keira found it hilarious that he called Lindy out on her creepy-ass self.
Lindy was dressed in a tiny cheerleading outfit. It was indecent, not regulation size, not with how she probably rigged it, snipped it, and made it as short as she could without showing tits and her pussy.
What Keira hated most, aside from Lindy’s lack of a decent personality, was the fact that she was so damn gorgeous. If she’d been ugly, or hell, at least plain like Keira saw herself, she wouldn't feel so… inadequate when her bitch-ass came by. But how did Reese not notice Lindy’s gorgeousness?
“Because she’s a conceited bitch and has as much depth as a puddle in the street,” Reese said, and Keira's face flamed at the fact that she’d actually said that thought out loud.
Oh. God.
Reese gave her this smoldering smile and leaned down, his lips by her ear. “No one compares to you.”
A shiver worked its way up her spine at the way he said that; all he had to do was string together a few words, and her body lit up. He pulled back, his face still so close to hers. The seriousness in his expression was tangible.
“Any girl compared to you?” He shook his head slowly. “No contest, Keira.” He brushed his finger along the side of her neck. “No fucking contest at all.” The gentle sweep of his finger along her skin had everything inside her coming awake.