Kenzlee faced back towards the font of the class and was jerking her book open and getting ready for some learning with motions so strong, I feared she pull a muscle. “No, we are not,” she argued in a whisper loud enough for me to hear.
“Oh, but we are, White,” I said just to antagonize her. Mrs. Thompkins drone on about where to open our books to and what was on the agenda for today, but all I could focus on was the fuming beauty sitting next to me. Kenzlee called to me, but now? Well, now I wanted to break her. I wanted to watch all that prim and proper breeding crumble around me. I wanted to see therealKenzlee. I wanted to see emotion. Not the irritation she felt for me. Not the anger she felt for her situation. Not the frustration she did her best to tap down.
No.
I wanted to see herfall apart.
I wanted to see what she was like when she beyond all rational thought with rage. I wanted to see what she was like when she passed all civilities and revealed all her thoughts. I wanted to see what she was like when she was out of her mind with pleasure.
I wanted to see her experience real emotions, and I didn’t care if they were tears or laughter.
Not bothering to keep my voice down for privacy, I said, “You’re mine, Kenzlee. You’re mine, and you need to get used to it.”
Her head snapped towards me. “Why me?”
I glanced up at the front of the class to make sure Mrs. Thompkins was busy teaching the class. When I was satisfied she was wrapped up in shaping young minds, I leaned closer towards Kenzlee. I grabbed her chin and forced her closer to me. A part of me wanted to provoke her, but another part felt she deserved my honesty for turning her life upside down. Because, by the end of the day, it would be turned upside down. “I don’t know why you,” I told her honestly. “And I don’t really give a shitwhyit’s you. I just know it is. It is, and that’s the fucking end of it.”
Her face softened and her eyes flooded with understanding, and I knew it was because she couldn’t explain her attracted to me any more than I could explain mine to her. I knew she felt the connection yesterday when she ran into me. I knew she felt the…shift; the shift in who we were. Kenzlee was just as confused as I was-orhadbeen. I stopped being confused last night when I told Edie that Kenzlee was my girlfriend.
Kenzlee’s head shook a little. “This isn’t…Talon, it doesn’t make sense,” she whispered. “You can’t justdothis.”
I leaned back, giving her some space, but make my point clear again. “You don’t get a say, White,” I stated matter of fact. “You can deny and complain all you want, but it changes nothing.”
Her eyes fired again. “We’ll see,” she muttered, and turned back to facing the front of the class and those goddamn diamond studs caught the light commanding my attention again.
My phone buzzed, and I looked down at it seeing a message from Hunter.
Heads up Tammy Jones is tlkn shit about ur girl already
I let out a deep breath and looked up towards the front of the class. I knew people were going to take exception to my interest in Kenzlee, but I didn’t care. She was mine. End of story.
∞∞∞
Kenzlee~
“Forget Selena and Justin getting back together, Kenz,” Alex muttered as she sat across the lunch table from me. “This thing with you and Talon Draven iswaybigger than that.”
When the bell for lunch rang, I had had every intention of storming out of class and leaving Talon Draven to kiss my ass, but it hadn’t worked out that way. The second I had stuffed my book in my backpack, Talon had grabbed it and my arm, and walked us out of class. We looked every bit the couple he was professing us to be.
Well, except for my hate-filled expression, of course.
He had delivered me to my locker and had stayed put until Alex came walking up. Once she neared, Talon had kissed the side of my head-fucking me all up-and walked away. And, now, I was sitting with Alex trying to figure out what the hell.
“Alex, even if Talon wasn’t off his nut, I don’twanta boyfriend,” I replied. “I’m not…I’m not in the right headspace for more drama or distractions.”
Alexandria cocked her head as her brows gathered. “Are you still hung up on Cameron?” she asked. “I mean, I know it’s been a while, but I get it. He was your first and-”
I shook my head. “I am not still hung up on Cameron,” I assured her. “Whatever I felt for him died when he dismissed what Kaden’s death did to me.”
“Well, then…” She looked pained when she continued, “Well, then what’s wrong with dating Talon, Kenz? I mean, the dude is fucking hot. Like molten-lava-hot.”
I could feel my eyes bugging out of my head. “Are you kidding me, Alex?” I screeched. “The dude is crazy. Like straight-jacket-needs-meds crazy. No one just pronounces to the world that they have a girlfriend without…askingthe girl first!”
Before Alex could argue in Talon’s favor, a very pretty, petite brunette plopped herself down next to Alex. She had light brown hair that she wore straight down her back. There weren’t any bangs to distract from her flawless face. And there also wasn’t disguising those rare blue eyes of hers either. Sitting next to Alex you could see the difference between Alex’s normal blue eyes and this girl’s powerful cerulean gaze. There’s only one other person I’ve ever seen eyes like that on.
This beautiful girl could only be Edie Draven.
“Hey, Alex” she greeted cheerfully.
