Rage licked up my spine and I stepped toward her with my P.E. shirt clasped in my hand. “Thanks, sweetie. But I’ve got your kooch on speed dial for if I ever need advice about over-used, dried out cock holes.”
An oooh filled the room as the rest of the girls in our class turned to watch us.
Pearl lifted her chin, flicking her raven hair as she bought time to come up with a response. “Well, at least my mouth isn’t plagued, Plague.”
“I guess it is now since you stole my lipstick like a total creeper,” I shot back, calling her out.
She frowned, snorting a laugh. “What?”
“Ladies! That’s quite enough time! Put your tits and asses away and get out to class!” Monroe roared beyond the door and I turned my back on Pearl, pulling on my shirt and heading out of the locker room with Mila.
Monroe was waiting for us in the sports hall, his face stern as we all poured into the room and the male half of the class glanced over at us with interest. I tried to catch Monroe’s eye but he acted like I was invisible, his gaze skimming over me like I was just another number in the masses.
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. This was ridiculous. And it made me worry like hell. Losing him was unthinkable. But he’d kissed me. What was I supposed to do at the time, knee him in the balls and scream for help? Yah, no thanks. Not when I’d been craving that kiss for weeks. It had been torture being so close to him, sleeping in his house every few days, sparring with him, laughing and plotting with him and not being allowed to want him. And he’d finally shown me he wanted me too only to act like I no longer existed afterwards. Why? What was the point in it? I wasn’t going to tell anyone about us. I didn’t want him getting in trouble, but he didn’t have to shut me out completely.
Monroe split us into teams for doing a relay around the hall and I drifted towards him, trying to catch his eye while everyone stretched to warm up.
“Sir?” I asked sweetly and he finally had to acknowledge me.
“Problem, Rivers?” he asked sharply and my lips popped open at his tone.
“You just seem to be in a bad mood today, is something wrong?” I batted my lashes and his eyes narrowed.
“There will be something wrong if you don’t get your ass back into your group,” he growled, making my heart trip over itself.
I stepped closer still, not backing down, figuring there was only one way I was going to make him talk to me. “Nope, I’m good here.” I dropped down and sat on the floor at his feet and he looked at me, barely veiling his surprise. Go on, make me stay behind after class.
“Get up,” he snapped and I noticed people looking our way. The other Night Keepers were frowning at me like they couldn’t figure out why I was goading Monroe.
“Or what?” I asked, falling down onto my back and pretending to make a snow angel.
“Rivers!” he barked. “Stand up this second.”
I tapped my lips in mock thought then shook my head. “No, I’m good here, thanks. Are you going to punish me, sir?”
People started laughing and Mila snorted as she looked my way. Kyan, Blake and Saint were drifting closer, ready to step in, so I knew I needed to up my game or they were going to haul me away from Monroe before he could demand I stay after class. Or at least give me a detention where I’d have a chance at talking to him later.
“Rivers, I’m going to count to three,” Monroe warned and I smirked up at him. “One.”
I rolled onto my front.
“Two.”
I thrust my ass into the air.
“Three!”
I mentally said fuck it and tugged my shorts down to expose my bare butt right beneath him.
“That’s it!” he roared as the whole class burst out laughing. “See me after class.”
I was about to tug up my shorts when hands seized me and I was dragged upright by Blake from behind while Kyan yanked up my shorts, standing in front of me with a sneer on his face.
“Do that again and you’ll regret it,” he snapped.
“Do what again?” I asked innocently as I pulled my arms free of Blake’s grip. Saint stood to one side, surveying us all closely as Monroe strode away to start barking orders at the teams.
“Take your clothes off in front of an audience,” Kyan snarled.
“Unless the audience is you lot, right?” I strode away, tossing my hair over my shoulder and glancing back at them. Their eyes burned into me and I laughed as I joined Mila, not giving them any more of my attention.
“What the fuck are you on, girl?” Mila laughed. “Because I wanna buy some.”
I fell into giggles with her before we carried on with the lesson.
By the time everyone was marching out of the hall after class, I was actually growing a little nervous about talking to Monroe. My stomach was swirling and just thinking about bringing up our kiss made me want to hurl. But we couldn’t go on like this.
Mila whispered good luck before she headed out of the hall and the door finally closed behind the last students. Monroe folded his arms, glaring at
