Kissing Killian (Face-Off Legacy/Campus Kings 5)

He stole your car, I remind myself. He’s the enemy.

“You know nothing,” he whispers into my ear, his voice deep and sensual. “Prove it.” His voice is a deep growl, his eyes luring me in as he holds my gaze. Guys like Killian have that it factor, a special aura which surrounds him. Dark tattoos wrap around his muscular biceps, some of the words written in script and others intricate lines and patterns I can’t make out in the darkness.

“I will prove it,” I yell over the music. “I know what I saw. Nothing you can say or do will make me think otherwise.”

“I’ve seen you around campus. What’s your name? Jen, Jackie, Jess…”

“Jade,” I finish for him. “Like the stone.”

Green like his eyes that have me so entranced.

Before he can respond, one of his friends clamps a hand on his shoulder. He angles his body to speak to the gorgeous blond who’s stolen his attention. I hear him say Chase, and I assume that’s his friend’s name. It’s as if good-looking men multiply and form packs. All of the guys in his house are hot, and Killian is equally mouthwatering. So is his friend who I’ve never seen before.

While he’s preoccupied, Shannon, one of my sorority sisters, comes up to my side. She latches onto my arm and pulls me away from Killian. In fact, she doesn’t even seem to notice him. Maybe it’s better this way. For now.

“What are you doing all the way over here? You lost?” Shannon laughs, dragging me back toward our sisters waiting for us on the left side of the bar. “We’re heading up to the VIP area. Are you in?”

Unlike most of the girls in our sorority, Shannon doesn’t have money. Jordan and I usually take turns paying her share of the more lavish expenditures. Not because we feel sorry for her. She was there for me in the beginning, and one of my only real friends in Kappa Delta, and I want to make sure she’s included.

Money means nothing to my family. My father has tons of it. He won’t miss a few hundred dollars. In fact, he won’t even care about the car Killian stole. I can buy Killian some time to explain why he’s so desperate to keep his crime a secret. I’m conflicted, torn between doing the right thing and turning him over to the police. But I keep telling myself he wouldn’t do something so stupid unless it were important. Using my car to get to The Sixth Floor doesn’t make sense. So, if he’s here, then my car might be here too.

As Shannon steers me through the crowd, I take one last look over my shoulder for Killian. And that fast, as if he never existed, he’s gone.

Chapter Three

Killian

A techno beat cranks through the speakers suspended from the ceiling of The Sixth Floor, the bass vibrating beneath my feet. A group of half-naked girls are dancing on the bar in front of me, replacing the girls from Kappa Delta in the dance contest. Now I have one girl, in particular, invading my space, glaring at me with a mixture of hate and lust.

In a short, black skirt and low-cut tank top, the blonde in front of me is every man’s fantasy—mine included—and I just stole her car.

Jade saw me behind the wheel. No matter how much I try to deny it, she knows the truth. She hasn’t called the cops. At least not yet. So, I need to do everything in my power to keep her from talking.

I lick my lips at her, and the corner of her mouth curls up into a tiny smile. Chase appears at my side and taps me on the shoulder. His gaze travels between Jade and me.

Leaning in, he whispers into my ear. “I’m going back to the garage. You coming?”

Glancing over my shoulder at Jade, I blink a few times wishing I had imagined her and that I made the whole thing up.

She will be my downfall.

My biggest weakness.

I’ve worked too hard to allow her to take it all away. But for now, she’s no longer my problem.

Shannon, a hot sorority chick I hit on sometimes during class, tugs on Jade’s arm pulling her deeper into the crowded club.

“We have a problem,” I admit to Chase, shifting my attention back to him, dismissing the fact I’ve just let a witness to my crime walk away.

His eyebrows rise. “What kind of problem?”

I nod in Jade’s direction. “The blonde I was talking to. The Mercedes is her car… and she saw me take it.”

Furious, his nostrils flare. “How could you be so stupid, Kade? The Mercedes was the easiest score on the list. An in-and-out job.”

“I know, I know.” I slap him on the back to reassure him. “She has a crush on me. I’ll handle it.”