Trevor gave me a lopsided smile and shrugged before shoving his hands in the pockets of his pants. “My pleasure.”
The apples of his cheeks turned red, and I felt a little strange to be on the giving end of making someone blush. My phone vibrated in my bag, but I ignored it as I listened to Trevor talk about the party more.
I wasn’t interested, but I listened and smiled at the appropriate times, trying to push out of my mind the fact I knew Hades was watching. Was making him wait immature? Probably. Justifiable? Absolutely.
My phone chimed with text messages, which I kept ignoring. It was on the fifth ring that I exhaled in exasperation and said, “Give me one second, Trevor.”
“If you keep harassing me with the back-to-back phone calls, I’m gonna have to block your number,” I said in a singsong voice.
I knew deep down I was playing with fire.
“That smart, bratty mouth is going to get you bent over my knee and my palm reddening your ass, Bunny.”
My body heated, but I noticed his tone was different. Harder. More controlled than I’d heard before.
Pissing off Hades was the last thing I should do, but I was so annoyed about the whole phone situation, then the text messaging and how uncomfortably hot I felt reading them. I felt like this was payback.
He got under my skin, and now it was my turn to get under his.
“Get your ass in the car, Bunny.”
I curled my hand tightly around the cell phone. I probably would’ve talked back if not for the fact his tone was icy. Dangerous.
“If you’re not in this car in the next twenty seconds, I’m going to go out there and beat the shit out of that little bastard for checking you out.”
I snapped my focus to Trevor, and sure enough, he was staring at my chest. I lifted an arm and covered my breasts, and he glanced up at me before he looked away quickly. But he didn’t look ashamed that I’d caught him.
“Now, Persephone.”
I said a quick goodbye to Trevor and spotted Hades’ car right away. He’d parked under a large tree, his sleek, dark Mercedes idling in the shadows. I tossed my bag in the backseat and climbed into the front, sinking into the buttery soft leather and refusing to look at him.
I could feel his gaze on me, and I hated that being so close to him affected me so much.
“Look at me.”
I did just that, unable to disobey him. His voice was like a force of nature, the electricity in a storm, the reason magnets were attracted to each other.
The look in his eyes had goosebumps popping out over my skin.
“I don’t want you talking to the Wilcox asshole anymore.”
I opened my mouth to tell him he couldn’t dictate who I spoke with, but the indistinct sound that vibrated out of his chest had my lips snapping closed.
“Listen to me, little girl. When I say don’t speak to Trevor Wilcox, I mean just that, Persephone. You don’t want to test me, not with this.”
“And what’sthis?”
He ground his molars. “With me keeping you close. Not listening to me is going to get somebody killed.”
He put the car in drive, and we were pulling away from the school, the silence heavy and thick, his words rolling through my mind like a broken record.
I had no idea what he meant, and I didn’t think I wanted to know.
Chapter12
Persephone
The next few weeks passed in almost a blur, with me focusing on getting acquainted with my classes and focusing on schoolwork and college prep.