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I wanted to hit her.

Right after I hit myself.

Because she was right, he just wanted me under his thumb, and now he had me.

I dodged every question and finished my plate as quickly as possible. No way was I hanging around to listen to their grumbles and jokes.

What I hadn’t counted on was Kade following.

“You going to pretend like it didn’t happen?” His voice was raw and tainted with anguish.

I dropped my plate in the sink, turning to look at him. “Depends, are you going to pretend that you aren’t sleeping around on a ride out? I remember you clearly telling me sex was nothing more than a need, and you didn’t care who gave it to you.”

“Don’t twist my words, Abby.”

“I’m not.”

“I told you,” his voice lowered, and he made his way closer to me, “I loved you. That fucking means something, doesn’t it?”

I slowly nodded my head. “You did say you loved me,” I took a steady breath in. “But that doesn’t mean you have a claim over me. When you’re ready to admit it to the world, I’ll be yours. Till then, guess I’m just one of the whores you use.”

His hand wrapped around my wrist, “You aren’t a whore.”

For a moment, there was softness in his eyes.

“Thanks.”

His grip loosened and I walked out, leaving Reaper behind me.

We both knew he would never make a relationship with me official. Because that would give him a weakness and if there was one thing The Reaper couldn’t have, it was a weakness.

Chapter 49

Abby

“You messing around with that Sebastian boy is only going to bring trouble,” Kim spoke smugly while sitting on my bed, watching me get ready.

I scoffed loudly. “And you messing around with Trigger isn’t going to bring trouble?” I poked my earring in before grabbing my clutch.

“I can handle Trigger.”

“And you’re saying I can’t handle a common university boy?”

“No.” She jumped up off the bed. “I’m saying you won’t be able to handle how Reaper reacts to you dating a common university boy.”

My lips pressed together. “How he reacts doesn’t get to influence this.”

She chuckled. “Get a grip, Abby. You wouldn’t even be dangling this university meat in front of Reaper’s face if you had his full attention.”

“Sebastian is not meat!”

“You’re right. He’s a dead man walking once he gets involved with you.”

I huffed loudly and snatched the top she was holding. “Don’t you have your own problems to deal with tonight?”

By problems, I meant Trigger. She had made the rookie mistake and stayed home when he didn’t go on the run this morning with the rest of the boys.

Which meant he was in charge.