Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“I wasn’t…”
“You can go now,” Aislin says. The other girl scoffs and walks away. “Fucking bitch.”
“That happen a lot?”
“My whole fucking life in one way or another. It’s always about Tiernan or my father. And T… I know he doesn’t like it as much as he pretends, but—shit. I’m a little buzzed.”
“But what?”
She ignores the question and grabs my hand. “Let’s dance.”
“What? Hell no. I don’t dance.”
She doesn’t listen, instead dragging me to the middle of the room. The second we’re out there, Aislin wraps her arms around my neck and moves against me to the fast pace of the song.
“Is this all right?” she asks.
“Um…yeah…?” I’ve never once in my life danced with someone—girl or guy. That’s just never been my life.
“You’re not moving, Dean. Oh my God. You’re terrible at this. Loosen up.”
Surprising myself, I try and do what she says, try to move with her. She puts her hands on my waist, guiding me. I feel like a fucking idiot, and I want nothing more than to walk out of this house and never see any of them again, but I don’t. Can’t.
She turns around, her ass against my crotch. “Uh-oh. My brother’s watching us.”
I look up, my gaze clashing with Tiernan’s. He’s standing in the same place as earlier, only this time, Cillian and Rory are with him. His face is hard, jaw set, eyes narrowed. I put my hands on Aislin’s hips, following her directions, but I have a feeling she’s trying to show me off to her brother. It’s not like I want her that way, and she knows it.
“You’ve definitely caught his attention.” She turns back around to face me. “Maybe it’ll do him some good. Tiernan is used to getting what he wants.”
I grind my teeth, then force myself to say, “He seems like the type.”
“Is it terrible that I like to see him suffer a little?”
She chuckles, and I find myself again genuinely doing the same thing. It’s that thought that makes me freeze. I need to back away.
“You went stiff again. Did I say something wrong?”
“No.” I shake off her concern. “I just…I should probably go.” This night has turned to shit anyway. I let my temper and anger pull me away from Tiernan, the one shot I had with him.
“Oh. Okay. Can you get back to the dorms on your own?”
I frown. I’ve spent most of my life with no one other than my mom to give a shit about me, yet here Aislin is, worried I can’t make it back to my dorm?
“I’m fine,” I say, taking a step away. I can’t explain what I’m feeling right now. I don’t understand what it means. My skin feels too tight, and it’s hard to breathe. “I’ll see you in class.”
I walk away, hearing her say something about texting me. I gave her my number the day before.
The weight on my chest gets heavier and heavier, my lungs feeling crushed beneath it. What the fuck is happening to me?
I suck in a sharp breath the second I step outside, pulling air into my lungs.
The house is down a long driveway, surrounded by trees. Gravel crunches beneath my feet as I take quick, hard steps. I notice the sound behind me but don’t stop.
I’m not surprised when I hear, “Why are you running away, New Kid?”
“I thought you didn’t chase after anyone?” I toss back over my shoulder.
His body crushes into mine from behind, not stopping until he has me against a tree, Tiernan’s chest against my back. “I’m not chasing you. I’m warning you. Don’t play with my sister to get to me.”
I tremble at the feel of his breath against my ear. “Not everything is about you.”
“Says who?”
I turn slightly and push into him with my shoulder so I can face him again, and when I do, Tiernan is smiling. He likes this, whatever the fuck this is. I should be disgusted. He fucking disgusts me, but that doesn’t stop my dick from getting hard.
“Are you jealous?”
He rolls his eyes. “I’ve made no secret of the fact that I want you…and then I’ll be done with you. That’s how this works.”
I don’t know how I find it in me to say what I say next, who this person is that Tiernan has so quickly brought out of me. Yes, I’ve been known to be an asshole myself. I’m harsh and keep myself at arm’s length from others, but I’m not like him. I refuse to believe I’m like him. Still, that doesn’t stop me from speaking words I could hear come out of Tiernan’s mouth. Words that will get me one step closer to where I’m trying to be. “You wanted to hear it, so here you go: I want you…to suck my dick.” And then I wait to see how he’ll respond.