Beautiful Brute (Court University 3) - Page 33
He squeezed my jaw until the point where it hurt. I wanted to scream, but honestly, I was scared of what he’d do. If he’d physically bring harm to me, touch me in ways I didn’t want to be touched. He said he’d check out how wet I was for him.
But if he did, he’d see the truth.
He’d see how much I trembled for him, see how much I hated that he did bring things out in me. It was as confusing as it was heartbreaking.
Tears in my eyes he’d obviously seen, something in his eyes twitching. The end result was him grabbing my face harder.
And pulling in closer.
“I’ll be waiting for you, Girl Scout,” he said, nose brushing my ear. He bit my lobe. “And if you know what’s good for you, you won’t make me wait long.”
“It’ll never happen,” I charged, more confidence in the statement than I felt. I had to. I couldn’t back down.
Because I didn’t know what he’d do if I did.
Nothing but a smirk as he let go, his eyes playful with his stare. “You’re making this so fun for me. You know that?”
He reached for my chin, and I smacked his hand away.
A chuckle. “So much bite.” He bit his own lip. “Keep that. It only adds to what you are.”
He touched my jaw, a ring on his finger. I’d seen it before, but as he wore it in the shower too, I found that odd. In fact, he never took it off, some kind of animal on it.
The gorilla had its teeth bared, dark and evil just like the guy who wore it. Tapping my nose, Jax let me go, only taking the seconds to rinse himself off before turning off the shower.
“You know where I’ll be,” he said, taking his towel and cinching it around his chiseled waist. He winked. “And make sure to thank Rick for me.”
“Thank him?”
Another wink. “After all, I wouldn’t have gotten into your dorm room at all without him. The call he made?”
My lips parted as he stalked away, his feet slapping the tiles. The door slammed shut after he left and I stood under jets until the water went cold. He had my adoptive father wrapped around his finger.
And once again, I was at a loss for what to do about that.
Chapter Ten
Jax
A group text woke me up a few days later, an ungodly hour at 8 a.m., but as my buddies started classes this week, I wasn’t surprised they were up. It was only move-in week for me, and I didn’t start classes until next week.
Royal: What do you guys think of this?
His next text was a picture of sparkling jewelry, the sapphire jewel in the velvet lined box like something out of that movie Titanic. Fuck, it was big enough. It took up the whole box he’d had it in and was surrounded by little white diamonds.
I smirked.
Jax: It’s nice, man, but I have to say, the color doesn’t bring out your eyes much. ;)
Royal: It’s not for me, asshole. It’s for Em. A wedding present?
Not like I could forget since I was a groomsman. Royal had asked all us guys to be in his wedding later this term. He and his fiancee, December, were supposed to wait until we all graduated to get married, but the pair must have gotten antsy because over the summer Royal’d sat down and asked Knight, LJ, and myself to be in his wedding. Royal said he and December were planning a wedding back home in Maywood Heights during the holidays, and my first thought, as well as the rest of the guys, was what December’s dad thought about that. Her dad had been more than vocal about wanting the two to wait when they got engaged our junior year. Royal had assured us her dad was cool with it, though, and I guessed I wasn’t surprised. Anytime I saw December’s dad with him, they
seemed to be hitting it off.
Good for Royal since December’s dad was truly fucking scary.
Us guys got to know him a lot since December’s dad was also our friend Paige’s father. We’d lost her far too soon, but since that loss, Mr. Lindquist had softened quite a bit. The dude had been prickly as fuck, but once December came around, things started changing. I think Paige’s death put things into perspective for the guy. He was super protective of December, and Royal had had to prove himself a lot over the years since Paige’s death.
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