Page 114 of The Deception You Weave

"Whatever." I tug my hoodie over my head and sweep my hair back from my face, feeling his stare on me the whole time. "What happens between me and your sister is none of your business. Just like what happens between your little sister and my little brother is none of mine. Excuse me." I push past him, long past listening to his little lecture. If he really cared that much about Letty or was as close to her as he's making out, then maybe she wouldn't have been alone last year.

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We spent the day together in a way we never have before. I kept her hand locked in mine when we walked into our sociology class and we sat together at the back like I warned we would, although I didn't get to fulfill the next part of my fantasy. That's something to work toward, I guess.

"I'm taking you out tonight," I tell her after we follow West and Brax out of statistics at the end of the day.

She immediately stops causing the students trying to escape behind us to crash right into her.

"Hey, watch where you're going," a high-pitched voice whines.

I only just about manage to hold in my groan of frustration when I look over Letty's shoulder and find Clara staring at her with her lip curled in disgust as if Letty is below her.

"Sorry," Letty mutters, moving aside to let everyone pass.

"Oh, Kane," she breathes the second she realizes that I'm there. Her expression instantly transforms, her resting bitch face is long gone as she bats her eyelashes and pouts her already swollen lips at me. "Long time no see," she purrs, taking a step forward and lifting her hand as if she's about to reach out and place it on my chest.

Tugging on Letty's hand, which is still locked in mine, I pull her into my chest and wrap my arm around her waist.

"I'm great. Been busy." Ripping my eyes from her, I look down at Letty. "Ready to go, Princess."

"Uh?" Clara starts but the second I turn my death stare on her she soon shuts her mouth. If she dares say anything about Letty then I have no issue with teaching her a lesson about respect.

Turning Letty away from her, I guide her out of the building.

"She's a slut," Letty mutters once we're out of Clara's earshot.

"Jealous, Princess?"

"Of her? Puh-lease."

"Not of her, but because she wants me."

She glances up at me with an incredulous look on her face. "Really?" she spits before turning away from me and attempting to walk away.

"What? She's not exactly making a secret of it," I say, jogging after her.

"Yeah, and chances are that you've already fucked her.”

"W-what?" I ask.

"Oh, don't look so shocked. You're a player and you know it."

I open my mouth to argue but I can't really. "I've had my moments."

She rolls her eyes and tries walking off again.

Catching up to her, I wrap my hand around the side of her neck and hold her close.

"Princess, I've not been with anyone but you since starting here." I stare down into her eyes so she can see the truth in them.

She looks away briefly as she sighs before coming back to me.

"It's been like four weeks, Kane. That's not all that impressive."

"Not really if you knew how many offers I've had." Her lips part to rip me a new one. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding."I'm really not.

"Yeah well, I've not been with anyone other than you sincethatnight so…"