He didn’t get it. Never would either.
After climbing back into his car, he pulled away from the garage. He felt calmer than he had before he left. The need to do something crazy had disappeared and now he could think.
Still, his thoughts returned to Prudence, the kiss they’d shared, and the fuck he’d given Ree. She was like a vulture constantly hanging around. He even noticed the way she laughed whenever he bullied Prudence.
He drove back into town, past the first sightings of the town hall, the church tower, and even the neon sign of the local diner with a couple of the letters missing. This town was his home and yet he wanted nothing to do with any of it. The people were all fake and anyone who put up with him was only doing so because of his name. His father was the one in charge of this town, and he merely a puppet as well. What his father wanted, he always got.
He came to a stop at the traffic lights in town. It was rare for a line of cars of any kind, even during the height of tourist season. He knew the town loved being available and easy to get around in. He’d even seen it posted on leaflets and incorporated in slogans.
Coming out of the library, he saw none other than the little bitch herself. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he had a sudden urge to pull on it. To force her to look at him.
The lights hadn’t changed yet, but he was done waiting. Pulling out, he turned his car down the one-way street and up onto the curb, stopping Prudence from walking. He didn’t run her over—there were limits to what he would do. Climbing out of the car, he saw her push a curl of hair off her face and glare at him.
“Seriously? You may think you’re some kind of mad car racer, but you could have killed me.”
“I was nowhere near you.”
“I don’t have time for this.” She went to move away but he caught her arm, forcing her against the car and trapping her there. The only way she could move now was if she pushed him out of the way. “What the hell, Drake? Didn’t you get enough last night?”
“I didn’t get nearly enough of what I wanted.”
“Ugh, what the heck is this?” She pointed at him and growled. “You hate me. We hate each other, and now you’re chasing me down in the street. This can’t be good for your reputation and it’s certainly not good for mine.”
“What? You got a lot of people invested in your future, Prudence?”
“Stop doing that!”
“Doing what?” he asked, laughing. He loved to see that he could unnerve her. Her cheeks were bright red and she looked flush.
“Calling me by my given name. Go back to calling me Trash or something else just as cruel.”
“Nah, I think I like this name a whole lot more.” He stepped close so his body was against hers.
“Drake, I mean it. Stop.”
“Or what? What exactly are you going to do to me?” He saw her gaze go to his lips and he smirked. She wasn’t going to do anything because she wanted him. She could fight him all she wanted, but he saw the interest in her eyes. There was no denying where her thoughts had disappeared to, and he liked it, wanted it, and he was going to have it.
Reaching out, he twirled a loose strand of hair between his fingers. She didn’t immediately pull away.
He stared down at her as she tilted her head back to look at him. “Why did you stop me here?” she asked, the first to break the silence between them.
“I don’t know.”
“Are you used to not having a clue what you want or don’t want?”
“Do you always know what you want?” He was genuinely curious.
“No, but I want to know why you’re being like this. Why you’re here with me when you should be somewhere else.”
“Where else should I be?”
“Anywhere that isn’t here with me?”
Her attitude didn’t deter him. It would take a lot more than her being pissed off for him to leave or to let her go. “You don’t sound too sure about that.”
“Don’t you have some other person to piss off?”
“Nah, I like pissing you off. It’s fun.”
“I don’t like you.”
He laughed. “Do you think I give a fuck if you like me or not? I don’t care, plain and simple.”
She put her hands on his chest and he loved it. She had willingly touched him and there was no taking that back. “Drake, please?”
“What?” He stared at her full lips. They were nice and plump. He’d never noticed just how perfect they were. He wanted to feel them again. They were incredible last night. He could imagine them wrapped around his cock. Not that Prudence would ever suck him off. She would more than likely bite his dick off than suck it.