Teag gave me the cold shoulder yesterday while she spent the day bitching about Stella to anyone who would listen. I could have done something, but I figure Stella is more than capable of dealing with a bitch like Teag herself. Honestly, I think she’ll fucking love shutting the mouthy bitch up.
But today it seems I’ve been forgiven for my actions, because the second I step into the common room she skips up to me and rests her arms over my shoulders.
“Hey, you,” she purrs.
“Uh…” I hesitate as my brain tries to catch up with her personality disorder.
Alex nodding his head to the other side of the room clues me in to why Teag is all over me like a rash once more.
Stella is watching our every move, Calli sitting right beside her, the emo chick on the other side.
“Not interested, Teag,” I mutter.
After all, it’s her funeral if she wants her hair ripped clean from her scalp by an angry American, because that’s the vibe that Stella is giving off right now.
“Oh come on, I’ve missed you.”
“Then you need to buy a better vibrator.”
Alex snorts his amusement while Teag rears back like I just slapped her.
“You can’t seriously want that fake whore over me.”
Before she has time to blink, I have her pinned back against the wall with my hand around her throat.
Leaning in close enough that our noses almost brush, I hold her eyes as a ripple of awareness races down my spine.
A growl of warning rumbles up my throat and Teag trembles in my hold, her eyes quickly filling with tears.
I’ve never been as rough with her as I have been with Stella. I don’t hate her enough. Hell, I feel almost nothing for the mouthy bitch. The only thing she’s got going for her is her tight cunt, but I’m more than over that right now.
Glancing over my shoulder, I find that Stella is on her feet.
I know exactly why, and something inside me sings that she’s jealous of the way I’m handling Teag. Stella literally melts beneath me when I wrap my hand around her throat, and I fucking love it.
“You need to watch your fucking mouth, Weston. You have no idea who it is you’re spreading gossip about. She’s capable of way more than you expect.” Releasing her, I take a step back.
“She’s no one,” she spits, clearly finding some fight now I’ve let her go.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Turning my back on her, I march straight up to Stella, not stopping until I’m close enough that her breasts brush my chest.
My hand finds its way into her hair and she gasps in shock as I drag her head back, forcing her to keep eye contact with me.
“She’s all yours, Hellion. Do your worst.”
Heat crackles between us and I nearly say fuck it and slam her against the wall and fuck her right here so the entire sixth form gets front row seats to who she belongs to.
My eyes flick around her face as she stares up at me, her breaths increasing as if she’s imagining the exact same thing I am.
Dipping my head, I lick up her exposed throat before sinking my teeth into her soft skin, revelling in her sweetness. I pause for a second and then release her and walk out before I end up doing something I’m not going to be able to come back from.
Like kiss her.