“For the game on Friday, I mean?” My tongue darts out to wet my lips, and his eyes fall to my mouth.
r /> “Yeah, I guess.” He drags a hand over his jaw, still watching my lips. Is he imagining kissing me, like I am?
Heat pools deep in my stomach as memories of our night together flood my mind.
I smother a whimper. He’s too close, too… too everything.
“I should go,” I say, going to move around him.
“Wait.” He side steps, blocking my escape. “You okay?”
Am I?
“I’m fine.” The squeak to my voice betrays me.
“Remi said you’ve been...” He trails off.
“I just had some stuff going on, but I’m fine now.”
The crease in his brows deepens, but he doesn’t reply. Instead, he gives me a small nod.
“I’ll see you around, Cole.” I force myself to move this time. Because if I don’t, I’ll say something I can’t take back, do something I can’t undo.
I keep walking, resisting the urge to glance back. To meet his piercing stare as he watches me walk away.
And he does.
I feel his murky eyes on me the entire time.
Watching me.
Stalking me.
Tracking me.
Cole is a predator.
But I’m not sure I’m strong enough to be his prey.
Chapter Fourteen
Cole
“What have you got for me?” I ask Christian as I close the door to the IT room he’s currently alone in.
He turns away from the screen he was staring at, and I swear he’s about a second away from shitting his pants as I take a step toward him.
“I... uh… shit,” he mutters under his breath.
“Spit it out. Have you got what I need or not?”
“N-no.”
“No? I didn’t pay you to say no.”
“I-I couldn’t find anything. Her transfer files are all blacked out. I can’t get around it.”
“Fuck,” I bark, running my fingers through my hair.