“I wasn’t in the mood for an ass kicking.”
“It wasn’t that bad,” she argues.
I lift my brows. She’ll happily admit that she knows fuck all about football, so I don’t expect her to understand just how bad my performance was tonight.
“Where’s Hadley?” I ask, much to her surprise.
“Um…” She hesitates as if she doesn’t want me to know. “I don’t think she came.”
“So where is she?”
“I don’t know. At her dorm? Why?”
“No reason.”
I spin away from her, ready to go and search her out even if it means going to her dorm.
“Cole.” Remi’s warm hand wraps around my forearms and immediately stops me. “Please, don’t hurt her.”
A wicked smile pulls at my lips. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Princess.” I wink before pulling my arms from her grasp and heading for the door almost as fast as I entered.
I make a pit stop at the store before parking by the school dorms and heading around the back, just like Hadley showed me so no one knows I was ever here.
The hallways are empty, exactly as I expected. It’s Friday night; if they’re not at Hayden’s party then I’m sure they’re at another somewhere.
Coming to a stop outside her door, I lift my hand and rap my knuckles against it.
There’s a rustling inside but no response.
I knock again, hoping that she’s not going to make me go to any extremes like breaking into the administration office to steal a key.
“Hadley,” I warn, my voice low.
“Cole?”
“Open the fucking door, Hads. Don’t make me break it down.”
“You wouldn't.”
“You sound awfully sure about that. Care to keep hiding and test it out? I’m sure Mommy and Daddy would love to receive that bill.”
The mention of her parents gets her moving and tells me a lot about her secrets.
“What do you want?” she snaps, holding the door open no more than two inches and peeking through the gap.
“Not to hang out in your hallway, that’s for fucking sure.” I press my palm to the wood and push it open. She has no choice but to stand back and allow me to walk inside.
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be celebrating your win and getting sucked off by some cheerslut?”
“Careful there, Hads. I’ll start thinking you’re jealous of them soon.”
I turn on her and she immediately backs up against the door she’s just closed.
“I’ll never be jealous of them.”
“Good, they’re not worth it. What did Lylah say to you tonight?” I ask, thinking back to their argument.
“Nothing worth repeating.”