“Going over vocabulary terms,” I said causally. I clicked around. “You know, since that’s what people do in college? Go to classes and actually work?”
A chuckle as he closed the fridge. He crushed the carton with a hand, tossing it in the trash, and when he came over, I shook my head.
“Hope you’ll be buying another one of those.” He’d been eating us out of house and home too, like seriously a vacuum. He and his friends consumed food like locusts, but the difference between us and them was that they could afford to do shit like that. My tuition may be taken care of by Ben and Mom, but my food budget wasn’t. He and his friends were bleeding us dry, and as far as I knew, my other roommates hadn’t fared better on scholarships and grants themselves.
“I’m good for it.” Knight hugged his heat up against my side, tilting my screen back to read it. “Psych, huh? Sounds fun.”
“Don’t you have stuff to do?” I pulled the screen back, another goddamn chuckle rolling its gravelly tones into my ear. I shook my head. “Other people to bother? Sounds like you and Haley were having fun.”
Annoyance pricked at me when I heard an octave raise my voice, and even more when Knight’s arms pulled around me. My heart leaped. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing. Just trying to hear it, your jealousy…” he said, his nose running along the shell of my ear. His biceps hugged my shoulders. “I mean, if you want me all to yourself, Greer. You just gotta ask.”
“I don’t want you.” I simmered, my body heat rising like three hundred. More of his games, more of his evil. I pulsed. “I hate you.”
“Do you?” His teeth tugged at my earlobe this time, his breath wintry and cool. He hugged my body with his big arms and hands. “Wish I actually believed that.”
But I did, so much it made me blind. Made me crazy, and even more that no matter how much I wanted to push him away, I wanted to tug him right back to me, his heat and his draw making me just as mad as he clearly was. This was nothing but a game to him, but for whatever reason, my own heart couldn’t get the reality check. I shoved at his hold, laughter in my ear when he let go of my earlobe. My jaw worked. “Get off me. I need to study.”
“Sure.”
“I do.” I elbowed him for emphasis, and though he did back off, he smiled. My nostrils flared. “I’m on the cusp of failing half my classes thanks to you and your nightly parties.”
“Well, that sounds like personal responsibility if I’ve ever heard it.” Dark eyebrows dashing up, he tugged at my laptop screen. “What are you studying vocab for? A test or something?”
“A paper. Why?”
He shrugged. “Just figured I might be able to help. You know, since it’s my fault?”
Well, that was rich. The big, dumb rich boy trying to help me. “And what would you know about psychology terms?”
Over my shoulder, he tugged up my failed psych quiz from under my computer, smiling again. “A lot more than you. Yikes—”
I ripped the quiz away. “I don’t need your help, and I’m sure Haley’s missing you.”
His smile left as he stared at me, his big arms folding over his chest. “I was actually helping Haley with one of her computer classes. Was pretty into that stuff in high school.”
“Yeah?” I turned, staring right at him. “Was that before or after you fucked her?”
Eyes darkened right away, a pulse shooting straight into my chest when he reached around me and grabbed my computer.
“Hey!”
He snapped it shut, forcing it into my computer bag before shoving my books and papers inside along with it. “Put some shoes on. We’re going somewhere.”
Like hell. I reached for my bag, but with his size, he easily dashed it beyond my grab. He tucked the bag over his shoulder, then with a fist full of my hair, he made me look up at him. “I’m going to show you I know a fuck of a lot more about all this shit than you. Now, put your damn shoes on. I’m going to help you with your psych shit whether you want it or not.”
He let go, completely serious, and the only reason I slipped my shoes on and followed behind him was because I was afraid he’d pick me up and throw me over his shoulder if I didn’t. I closed the dorm, locking it behind us. “Where are we going?”
“You’ll see,” he said, texting Haley in the hall. I saw her name across the screen and again, tried to ignore how I felt about the fact that he was obviously letting her know what he was doing. That she maybe meant something to him. I backed up when he looked at me. His eyes narrowed. “I’m parked outside. We’re going for a drive, and I hope you don’t have anything else to do today. It’ll take us a while to get where we’re going. About two hours or so.”
What the fuck?
I kept up, but couldn’t mask my fear. This guy had been known for his crazy before, and here I was going along with it. I didn’t know what that made me, but probably just as obsessed with him as Haley and the rest of my roomies. What else could explain that I was doing
