“Why do you think he’s here?” He took a seat on her bed, and patted the space beside it.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to know.”
“Your dad has been trying to marry you off, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think this is part of it?” he asked.
“How do you mean?”
“Wayne’s dad is rich, and he’s a businessman. He’ll get everything.”
“There’s no way I’m ever agreeing to marrying a guy like Wayne.” She shuddered.
Eli pulled her close. “I’d be careful though.”
“My father is a piece of work, you know that. He’s old school though. He believes in keeping control of everything, and everyone.”
“He can’t control you, sweetie. No one can. You’re the one that is in charge of your life. Never forget that.”
He kissed the top of her head as she snuggled in for a hug. She loved that he had come to her without waiting around.
“You’re so good to me, Eli.”
Chapter Four
“Well, well, well, look who they dragged on back,” Wayne said.
Eli didn’t tense up. He didn’t say or do anything, knowing this was what the bastard wanted. He put his clothes back into his bag, and placed them in the gym locker before turning around.
Eli didn’t have a shirt on, and he couldn’t help but chuckling to see Wayne was showing off his chest, looking like something out of an action movie.
“What do you want?”
“Not a lot. Just came to see you, Eli. We didn’t miss you.”
They were nearing the end of their first week, and so far, he’d avoided this asshole. He didn’t know what it was that pissed him off so much. The fact Wayne had a bad mouth, or the fact he was using it to cover up his true feelings. Eli had been thinking about it a lot over the past year. Wayne was always an outsider of their little group. He was a jock, and none of their girls wanted anything to do with him.
Something in his gut told him that Wayne was a bad seed. There was a cruelty to the guy in front of him, and there had been many times that he’d seen Wayne just lash out.
“I bet you didn’t. I know my friends, Aria did. You know, the girl you thought you could talk shit about, and I showed you that you couldn’t. How is your nose?”
Wayne twitched his nose. It was a damn good job.
Eli pointed at his body. “You certainly worked out. You worried about something? You trying to prove something?”
“Yeah, ‘cause we all know it’s down to steroids. You do know that those can make your dick shrink, go like really tiny, small,” Chris said, coming toward his side. Branson held up his fingers, showing off the perfect small dick.
“Can’t really do a lot with a dick like that,” Branson said.
He waited for Wayne to hit them, or do something. Nothing happened. Instead the bastard smirked. “Why don’t you tell Aria I had a lovely dinner?”
This time, Eli smiled. “I already know you did.” He gave him a wink, and headed out of the changing rooms.
“He’s up to something,” Chris said.
“He’s trying to rile me up. Get me to snap. It’s not going to happen. Not now, not ever.”