Page 33 of Boys Who Taint

Aspen mutters, “Wait, but we haven’t even—”

“Aren’t you two going to kiss?” Ivy taunts.

Aspen pokes her with her index finger. “Shhhh … don’t scare him off.”

She’s not far off from the truth.

But not for reasons she thinks.

I scrape my throat. “I have to go. See ya.”

“Too late,” Océane mutters. “He’s already scared.”

I throw my bag over my shoulder, just like I throw their words to the wind.

It’s not that I’m scared. I could never be scared of her.

It’s that our kiss needs to be fucking perfect … so that she’ll only ever think about me.

And forget abouthim.

Levi

The bandagearound my arm is on way too tight. The new nurse really doesn’t know what she’s doing, but I guess that comes with the territory of dealing with a bunch of murderous sons of bitches in college.

It takes some time to get used to the fact that you can’t go around asking anyone questions because you’ll definitely regret it.

And there is no way in hell I will ever tell anyone who stabbed me with a goddamn pencil.

I take a drag of my smoke, but some fucker randomly bumps into me, knocking the cigarette from my hand.

“Hey, watch yourself—” The moment I lay eyes on him, I abruptly halt my sentence and straighten myself. “It’syou.”

Grey.

That motherfucker who’s been holding hands with Aspen actually fucking bumped into me.

He holds up his hands. “Accidents happen … don’t they?”

My eye twitches.

What did he just say?

He tries to move past me, but I block his way. “Apologize.”

He looks me up and down with a conceited look. I’ve never seen this fucker before in my life, yet he strolls around campus as if it’s been his home for years. If he attends Spine Ridge University, he must be just as wealthy as the rest of us, given the cost of tuition. Which means he’s got friends or family in high places. But I’m not that fucking easy to impress.

I lean in and sneer, “Apologize.”

He glances at something over his shoulder and then smiles at me.

“You lost …”

I narrow my eyes.

Lost what? What is he going on about?

“And I’m not fucking sorry.”