Never gonna happen, asshole.
“She can speak to me however the fuck she likes, dickhead,” I grind out, my eyes pinned on Savannah as she glares daggers at me.
She’s sexy as fuck when she glares.
I love it.
“Oh shit,” Asshole whispers. “Are you two...?” He trails off, leaving the ‘together’ up to us to answer.
Happily.
“Yes,” I say at the same time Savannah snaps, “No.”
I sigh and turn to the guy whose eyes are ping ponging between us, confusion and a little bit of fear on his face. I may not be scary like Logan and Cole, but everyone fears what our collective families can do to theirs if they fuck with us. That, and they know the other guys don’t take shit when it comes to people trying to fuck with me and Noah.
Though Noah is decidedly more fucked up than any of us realized…
“I’m wooing her. Now get the fuck out of here.”
He nods. A lot. So much so, I’m worried his head will fall off if he keeps going. He rushes to stand before leaving us alone, not bothering to grab any of his things, and then hightails it out of the library. I turn a winning smile toward Savannah, who’s now gone from glaring at me to looking downright murderous.
Oops?
“You havesome fucking nerve.” Savannah’s voice is as cold as ice, and I realize I may have fucked up the progress I’d made so far, but I can’t bring myself to regret it.
He wanted her, and I’d let that happen over my dead body.
FIFTY-FIVE
SAVANNAH
This guy.Thisfuckingguy.
God, he’s such a goddamn asshole. Who does he think he is, interrupting my tutoring session and scaring off my student? He has no right.
“He wasflirtingwith you,” he spits out, and my anger turns to rage.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I whisper-yell, conscious of us being in the library. “Dan is my student, Harley. And he was doing nothing of the sort. I get that you wanna stroll in and be my white knight, saving me from the shit that’s going on, but you can’t just scare people away from me. You can’t just show up and act like a cocky dick. I thought you were trying to prove something to me, hmm? Because if you are, you’re not doing a very good job of it.”
I glare at him for a moment and then flick my attention to the table, inwardly sighing at the amount of books that need putting away now that Dan has left. I stand, not even bothering to look in Harley’s direction as I gather up the textbooks and then make my way to the stacks.
I can hear Harley behind me, and when I chance a look at him from the corner of my eye, I see him carrying the remainder of the books.
At least he’s useful forsomething.
“Look,” Harley says in a harsh whisper, but I don’t bother looking at him. I just continue to slot the books into the correct places. “I know you’re mad, and I get it, okay? But he wasflirtingwith you. He fucking wanted you, Sav. And I couldn’t watch that. I know I’ve been a dick for a very long time, and I know I have no right to do what I did, but I just… I just fucking snapped. To me, you’re mine, and I can’t change my feelings.”
I put the last of my books away and turn toward him. There’s a hopeful look in his eyes that turns to despair when all I do is take the books from his arms and start to put those away too.
Harley sighs. “I’m sorry for going about things the way I did, but I’m not sorry for scaring him off. You didn’t see the way that guy was looking at you, Savannah. You didn’t see the fucking intentions written all over his face. If I didn’t stop it when I did, he was one hundred percent about to hit on you, and I couldn’t let that happen.”
“So, you were jealous,” I state with a roll of my eyes and head down the next row of shelves. I don’t tell him that even if Dan did hit on me, I would have turned him down. I don’t tell him that it doesn’t matter how long it’s been, all I can think about is him.
“Of course I was fucking jealous,” Harley hisses from behind as he continues to follow me. “Let me make it up to you, okay? What do you want me to do?”
I roll my eyes again and put the last of the books back, lowkey regretting putting them all away so quickly because now I have nothing to focus on except him.
I slowly turn to him and raise a brow. “And how are you gonna do that, hmm? You gonna follow me around all day? News flash, Harley, you already freaking do.” I pause, a finger to my lip, and then ask, “What can you do that will make it up to me? Shall I take a leaf out of your book and make you pay the way you did with me all those years?” I throw my hands out, gesturing to where we are. “This was the main place of my punishments, after all.”