Broken Hill Hurt (Broken Hill High 3)

With that, she turns and walks away, leaving me completely dumbfounded. I mean, I’ve been grounded before, but she’s never come down this hard on me.

I let out a deep sigh and grab my bag off the table before trudging up the stairs. After missing most of my classes today, I don’t really have much homework, so naturally, I get it done in no time. With nothing else to do, I grab my Kindle and settle in. I mean, this isn’t too bad, apart from the whole ‘not being able to see Nate’ thing. I guess I’m lucky she didn’t take my phone.

The thought has me reaching across to check if he’s messaged, but just my luck, there’s nothing. I let out what must be my hundredth sigh for the afternoon.

This sucks. I mean, it royally sucks. I want nothing more than to walk out my door and drive my ass over to Nate’s place to find out what the hell happened without the risk of getting in more trouble. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom and I hated when she was away, but when she was gone, I had complete freedom. I could come and go as I pleased and there was no one waiting to bust my ass if, and when, I fucked up.

I get lost in my Kindle and when I finally roll over and shut it off, I realize it’s after ten at night. No wonder I’ve been yawning so bad.

I reach across and flick off my bedside table lamp and close my eyes, only a noise outside my window stops me from drifting into the sleep my body has been longing for.

I squint towards the window and see absolutely nothing in the darkness. I know it’s probably the wind or a tree, but I can’t stop thinking about how easily Phoenix had broken in here a few weeks ago.

A hand appears on the widow titanic style and I stifle a scream as my heart leaps out of my chest. Next to appear, Nate’s face as he laughs like a hyena.

I push the blankets off my bed and cross the room with a heavy glare. I push open the window, being careful not to knock him off the roof. “What do you think you’re doing?” I scold. “You scared the crap out of me.”

“I know,” he laughs as he climbs through the window and pulls it closed behind him. He takes my hand and gives me a yank, making me fall into his muscled body. He brings a hand up and runs his knuckles down the side of my face. “I had to see you,” he murmurs.

I melt. My head tilts into his hand as my heart explodes within me. “You saw me before lunch,” I remind him.

“That hardly counts,” he tells me as he pulls me along towards the bed. “Come on,” he says. “I’m tired and I refuse to go to sleep until I’ve devoured every inch of your body.”

Yes, sir.

Something within me screams that I should complain about being treated like a piece of meat and raise my standards, but when it comes to Nate and his body becoming one with mine, I physically don’t have the strength to say no. “Ok,” I tell him. “But only if you completely blow my mind.”

A sexy smirk crosses his lips and makes my insides clench. “Don’t I always?”

Not a second later, he throws me down on the bed and comes crashing down with me. True to his words, he completely blows my mind. Over and over again.

Chapter 4

I walk through the halls of Broken Hill High as tired as can be on Tuesday morning. I mean, Nate and I only went to sleep a few hours ago, but it was so worth it. I mean, it’s always exceptional with Nate, but last night, he set my body on fire.

At some point, we had to stop and when my mind finally sobered, I remembered to ask him what the hell happened with Principal Watkins. He’d told me that Trish absolutely kicked ass in the meeting and he also got away with suspension, though, his time will be served at home where I’m sure he’ll be spending every second working on his Mustang.

I don’t really understand suspensions. I mean, sure they sound bad and look bad on your school records, but for guys like Nate who have absolutely no intention of going to college, it’s more like taking a holiday.

From Nate’s explanation, Trish had completely dominated and put Principal Watkins in his place. She apparently started by flaunting her good looks, which I don’t entirely believe, but when that didn’t work, she brought out the big guns and threatened a lawsuit for the negligence of supervision on school property. Without that, I’m almost positive Nate would have been expelled, though I’m sure he’s on a tight leash now. Every move he makes will be watched closely.