Page 91 of The Revenge You Seek

His lips thin as a low rumble vibrates up his throat in warning.

"Anyway, she seemed to like me touching her last n–"

"What do you want, Kane?"

I turn my eyes on her, she's wearing a pair of leggings and an oversized sweater, nothing overly sexy but damn, with her wavy hair hanging around her shoulders and her natural makeup, she's fucking banging.

"Our sociology assignment," I start.

"What about it?" Leon asks.

"I need a little help with it. Wondered if you wanted to do it together. Thought we could meet in the library. I hear it's open late in the week."

"Why the fuck would she want to do anything with you, asshole?" Luca steps closer but I don't so much as look at him.

I don't give a fuck about either of them. It's Scarlett I want.

"So what do you say?"

"Nah, you're alright. Find yourself a tutor or something if you're struggling."

I stare at her, drilling my eyes into hers. Her dark eyes sparkle with the gold that appears when she's horny.

"Okay, fine. I'll message you later, see if I can change your mind."

I drop my eyes down her body once more before walking away from them.

I feel her eyes following me and when I turn around, I find exactly what I was expecting. Her heated stare boring holes in my back while Luca and Leon look from me and down to her with confusion written all over their faces.

"What the fuck was that?" one of them barks when they think I'm out of earshot.

"He's just trying to wind me up. Ignore him."

Oh, I'm trying to wind her up alright.

* * *

The second I walk into the locker room for our afternoon practice session I can almost predict what's going to happen.

And I'm right.

I haven’t even got my bag off my shoulder before Luca backs me against the wall with his forearm against my throat.

"What the fuck was that?" he growls in my face, his nose only a breath from mine.

I don't react. I just stare at him with a smirk on my face.

"Threatened that she might want me and not you?"

"You?" He spits. "Why the fuck would she want you?"

My smile grows wider. "Because, Captain, I can give her what she needs."

"Fuck you." He steps closer, pressing against my neck harder but nowhere near cutting off my air supply. If I wanted to, I could have him on the ground in a heartbeat.

One day I will.

But that day isn't today.