They’re all twisted in their own ways and they’re not apologetic about it.
A sound catches behind me. I stop in front of the threshold and glance sideways, my breathing hitching.
“Levi?”
Nothing.
I wait for a few long seconds and then release a breath. I’m going back inside and to hell with Levi’s games.
Something slams into me from behind. I shriek as I recognise his warmth and his unmistakable scent.
“What did I say about putting your guard down, princess?” He speaks against my ear before he nibbles on the lobe. “That’s when I’ll always strike.”
“You’re awful.” I try to control my heartbeat.
“You still love me for it.”
“Maybe I don’t anymore.” I taunt. “Maybe I’m falling for someone else from my class.”
“Do you really want the blood of all your classmates on your hand?”
I gasp in mock reaction. “You wouldn’t.”
“Oh, I very much would.”
Yup. He’s crazy enough to do it.
Before I can say anything, he picks me up in his arms. I gasp as he runs straight out to the rain. I squeal with pure excitement as the water soaks us.
His lips slam to mine as he kisses me until I can only breathe him. It’s desperate and robs my sanity and my entire surroundings.
He still consumes every inch of me with a single touch.
The feeling of being in the rain with him never gets boring. It’s one of my favourite things to do with him.
Instead of spinning me around in his arms, he puts me down on my feet and steps back.
Before I can make out what’s going on, he gets on his knees and fetches a ring with a huge diamond on top.
“You gave my life meaning and I want to spend every single moment of it with you.” He looks up at me with his wet blond hair sticking to his temple and his pale blue eyes shining with intensity. “Would you marry me, princess?”
“Yes! A million times yes, Levi!”
I pull him to his feet and crush my lips to his as he slides the ring on my finger.
“I volunteer to be best man!” Ronan’s voice shouts from behind us.
Levi and I stop kissing, but he’s still holding me in the rain.
The four horsemen — Elites’ current forward line — cheer with a lot of snark thrown in between.
In fact, only Dan, Xander, Ronan, and Cole cheer. Aiden leans against the wall with his ankles crossed and a bored expression written all over his face as he scrolls through his phone.
Last year, I thought Aiden could be mildly psychopathic, but now, I’m almost sure he has clinical antisocial disorder.
Nothing holds any value to him.
The only time I see him lose the bored expression is when he’s around a certain Ice Princess.