Kingpin (Court University 2)

Rolling my eyes, I did what he said, then shot back into the seat the moment he pressed his boot to the metal. I literally had to hang on to the car and might have shot through the window at every stop if not for the dashboard.

I slammed my hands on it every time, getting nothing but another chuckle from Niko. He rolled to a stop at most streetlights and ignored stop signs entirely, not giving a fuck. The time or two I thought he might were when we got closer to campus. The campus police were always out, but even then, he didn’t care. He cruised right through, and the cops we saw didn’t do anything about it when he zoomed past them.

Some even waved at him.

These guys even own the campus police.

Their pull seemed to never end.

All too quickly, we came up on our s

treet, and the moment Niko started to slow in front of my house, I sat up. I started to gather my things but stopped at the sight of someone sitting on my porch.

What the fuck?

I left the porch lights on so I could easily see the head of someone sitting there, a tall someone working his hands, and as we got closer, the fact my ex-boyfriend was sitting on my stoop couldn’t be denied.

He had his hands cuffing his arms, facing the night and clearly waiting for me. Ducking immediately, I edged a look over at Niko. “Keep driving.”

“What?”

“Keep driving!” I pressed Niko’s foot to the gas, and he zoomed past the house, basically barking obscenities at me. I only lifted my head once we cleared the block, and growling, Niko put the car in park down the street.

“What the hell, Billie?”

“That was my ex.”

“Your ex? Ex what?” Then his eyes flashed. “The one with that dude the other night?”

Framing my face, I nodded. “Yes. He’s sitting on my porch, and I can’t go back there. Not just yet.”

As far as I was concerned, we could sit here down the street until he left. I had nothing for him, maybe not ever. He hadn’t been shy about trying to talk to me via texts and calls, but I definitely wasn’t talking to him. All that crap that happened, way too soon.

Hugging my chest, I hunkered down but shot up the moment Niko put the car back into gear and made a U-turn. My eyes twitched wide. “What are you doing?”

“We’re going to have a little chat with that fucker,” he said, almost gleeful about it, but then frowned seeing me. “What?”

“Um, no. I don’t want to see him again. Keep driving. No way.”

“Billie, seriously. I’ll make quick work of that shit. Anyway, Jay would kick my ass if I just let you go back to that house and didn’t do anything.”

He would? Yeah right, and I almost laughed but was too panicked by the fact that we were quickly rolling up to my house. I flagged down Niko, hunkering down again. “Would you please just drive or even better take me to your place?”

“My place?”

“Yes, I can squat there until he leaves. I’m sure he won’t wait long.” The fact that Sinclair was putting out this much effort to even talk to me blew my mind. He honestly never put much effort into our relationship when it’d been good, so yes, this now was surprising.

I guess when you lose something…

Chewing my lip, I felt Niko slow the car, and I thought he might ignore my request. But suddenly, his hand was on my head, cradling and pushing me further to lean down. He came to a stop, and when he rolled the window down, I thought I might vomit.

I saw him grin above.

“What’s up, bro?” he asked, placing on that Niko charm. He dropped an arm on the wheel. “You looking for Billie?”

“Yeah. Have you seen her?” Sinclair’s voice sounded way too close, my heart about to explode through my chest.

Covering my arms, I didn’t mean to shake, but seriously, this guy definitely wasn’t who I’d thought he was. It was one thing to call someone after a breakup, but to keep showing up out of the blue like he had the first time? It all honestly freaked me out and was warranted.