“Those aren’t the rules,” he warns me.
“I don’t care,” I snap at him.
Alek moves so fast, I only manage to take a step back. His arm darts out, and he grabs me by the front of my throat.
I lift my chin, and meeting his eyes, I hiss, “Take your hand off me.”
“Or what?” he taunts me.
“Or I’ll fucking break your arm, brother,” Misha suddenly says, his tone unforgiving.
Alek lets go of me with a push, but I catch my balance and quickly finish untying Abbie.
She jumps up and runs to the door.
With Alek and Misha stuck in a staring contest, I hightail it after my friend.
I catch up to her as she sprints up the stairs.
“Abbie!”
“I’m going to wet myself,” she shrieks.
I rip my keycard out, and overtaking her, I sprint as fast as I can. Reaching my door, I quickly open it wide so Abbie can just keep running. A couple of seconds later, I hear her groan, “Oh, Jesus. Yes. Yes. Oh, God. Yesssss.” She groans again, sounding like she’s having a freaking orgasm.
My thoughts turn to Misha threatening Alek, and wanting to make sure the two friends don’t beat each other up over me, I call to Abbie, “I’ll be back in five minutes.”
“What?” I hear her shout as I close the door and jog down the hallway. I quickly head down the stairs and turn right into the hallway where the classrooms are.
When I reach the backdoor of the room, and I’m about to step into the warehouse, I hear Alek ask, “Do you feel better now that you’ve fucked her out of your system?”
He toldAlek we slept together?
The blow hits me so hard I take a step back.
“Shut up,” Misha mutters. “Just keep your hands off her.”
“So you and the enemy?” Alek asks.
Misha lets out a sigh. “There’s no way we can be together.”
“Then why did you fuck her?”
I hear movement and duck behind the wall, looking for something else I can hide behind in case they come out of the warehouse.
“There’s just something about Aurora that makes me lose my mind. I got caught up in the moment,” Misha replies to Alek’s question. “It won’t happen again.”
“Hit it and leave it has always been my motto,” Alek chuckles as if it’s a big fat joke.
My lips part, and my eyebrows draw together as my heart shatters to pieces.
Turning around, I run out of the room. I keep going until I reach the path that’s covered with a canopy of trees.
Was that Misha’s endgame? To just fuck me out of his system?
But…but….
I hate the sob building in my chest, and covering my mouth, I jog to the waterfall, so the sound of water crashing into the pool will drown out my cries.