His eyes shimmer. They’re not red at all, they’re … gray.
As he walks closer, he raises his hands and wriggles his fingers around in the air. “Are you scared?”
I get up and run toward him.
“Ready to be sta—”
I smack the mask off his face. “FUCK YOU.”
“Whoa, so violent,” he muses as he picks it up. “Love it.”
“You think this is funny?” I growl, shoving him. “This isn’t a joke, Apollo.”
“What makes you think it’s a joke?” He smirks. “I told you, I can be your stalker, Freckles.”
“He has a balaclava and red eyes, dipshit.”
The smirk on his face only deepens, and I realize I just handed him a smoking gun on a silver platter.
Fuck.
“I’m just poking the bear, that’s all.” He twirls the mask around like he’s having the time of his life. That motherfucker is really asking for a second punch in the face.
“Oh, so you’re a bully now?”
“A bully?” A smoldering laugh follows. “Call me whatever you want, Freckles, it doesn’t change the fact that I get madly turned on seeing you angry, so this works out perfectly.”
I try to keep the scream from coming out. “Why?”
He shrugs. “I’m bored. Got suspended for a week.”
“Because youkilledsomeone.”
“Protecting my friends.” He narrows his eyes and homes in on Grey, who’s right behind me. “My Phantoms.”
I snatch the mask from his hand. “And then you decided you could just dothisin broad daylight?”
Grey catches up and moves between us. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Relax … I’m only trying to get your undivided attention.” He plants a hand on Grey’s hair and shoves him aside by his head—his head!“But there’s always something in the way.”
Grey swats him away. “Get the fuck away from my girlfriend.”
But Apollo’s gaze makes him take a step back. “Don’t forget …”
Grey’s face darkens, and his nostrils flare, like he suddenly thought of something.
“You …” He points at me until his finger hits my chest, right on top of my nipple. “Will be in my room. Tonight.” He glances at Grey. “Bring him.”
“No,” Grey says staunchly.
It wasn’t a question but an order.
He knows the power he holds over me.
I want to slap him. Kick him in the nuts.
Punch him in the gut for trying to do this right here, right now.
