Dante“Do you ever listen to me?” he complained.“Never.”It was a lie and we both knew it. Crazy girl gave me an itch and it would fucking be scratched.Roland landed in his chair.“Megan said you could fuck off.”My lips twitched because Megan gave everyone shit when she could. She wasn’t in a crew but since her brother was, she stayed protected. Usually, she wasn’t my problem.“What did you find out?” I asked, disregarding his sister’s BS.“Megan’s dorm was changed and now she’s rooming with the girl. Neither would give me her name. She’s new, she’s a senior, and that is fucking weird.”“Caine,” I said.“On it.” He stood and walked away.“My sister is in bitch mode today,” Roland warned.I simply drank my coffee, rested against my seat, my manner completely ‘I don’t give a fuck’ and waited for Caine to do his thing. Crazy girl would walk or be carried.A minute later, two female hands landed on the table and I looked up into Megan’s furious gaze.“I’m not part of your crew and you
ChaneyHe was infuriatingly gorgeous. His tight shirt showed the outline of each muscle on his ripped chest. He worked out harder than your average senior. His body wasn’t yet that of a man but it was close. His nose had been broken but it only helped accent the high cheekbones and chiseled jaw. He should not be legal. I could literally drown in his dark eyes.The name Laterza ran through my head. I could never forget who he was.He wouldn’t release my hand and nearly dragged me back. He took a firmer grip and opened the coffee shop door. Everyone inside slowly turned and looked. He pulled me to the table with his friends.Both guys glanced at him, then at our hands. Mine was not released. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat. He took the one next to mine and still didn’t release my hand.“I didn’t know the two of you knew each other,” Megan said with eyes about to pop from her head.She also noticed he wasn’t letting me go. I could see her putting pieces together and not sure what
ChaneyDante gave me a long stare, seeing too much, damn it.“My crew leads the pack. The crews are our support system.”Dante’s eyes and voice turned lazy when he spoke to me but I could see his brain ticking away. I still didn’t have the answers I needed.“But how does that take place? Who establishes this hierarchy?”“You fight for it.”“Fight?”“With fists.”“What about Stella? How did she get her place?”Dante’s eyes traveled to the person in question who was still in line for coffee. He then gave me his full attention. Megan spoke before he did.“She bullied her way into it and kept her harassment confined to the freshmen and sophomores. She tangled with a junior here and there and it will be worse this year. The girls are terrified of her.”Dante now glared at Roland.“Don’t keep your mouth shut next time,” he ground out.Roland gave him a nod and it solidified the authority Dante had. I still needed answers.“So, you just walk up and punch someone to prove you’re at the top?”
Dante“She’s hot as hell, I’ll give you that, but who the fuck is she?” Caine asked on our way back to the dorm.“Don’t fucking know but she’s in danger and was dropped here.”“That doesn’t make sense. Does she even belong to a family? Her last name’s Smith.”“No, it isn’t,” I told him. “She’s hardwired to Xavier for some strange reason and he’s behind this which means it’s nothing good.”“And she’s hot.”I smiled.“There is that.”We stepped into our dorm suite, boxes and shit everywhere, and Caine landed his lazy ass on the couch.“I’ll throw all your crap in your room or you’ll get up and help, you piece of shit.”“You need to get laid, asshole. I have an escort service on speed dial. We can hook you up with someone with curly hair. That will take the edge off.”Caine disappeared at odd times, but I knew he wasn’t going to escorts. Okay, it probably happened a time or two but that was Caine. He was into some weird-ass shit. When he left school grounds, he hung with the geeks who ha
ChaneyDante Laterza literally made my hands shake. I kept them in my arms, tucked over my chest so no one saw. The campus was crowded with underclassmen still moving in. For the most part they ignored me, though I did get a few curious glances.I made it into the dorm and turned around with my back against it after I locked it. I thought at any second Dante would grab me. His handiness should piss me off and it did, but it also did weird things to my belly and I didn’t like it.Dante had looked like shit this morning with red eyes and messy hair. I still wanted him. His six-pack abs threw me because I had to keep my fingers from trailing over each swell of muscle. I’d had crushes but those were confined to television or movies. Lorenzo Richelmy came to mind and I’d watched every second of Marco Polo simply to drool. His dark good looks were fucking hot and he still had nothing on Dante Laterza.“Is there a reason you look like you’re running from someone?” Megan asked after she walke
DanteCaine returned at noon. He didn’t look like he drank everyone under the table but he had. He also didn’t look happy.He slammed his computer bag onto the chair across from the couch.“Not a fucking scrap. No Chaney Smith, no Chaney. No nothing. She’s a ghost.”“How could she be a ghost? She’s like seventeen or eighteen. She has a past.”Caine was furious and I was more so.The knock at the door had me throwing it open again and hoping it was the secretive freak without a past on the other side.Fuck. My. Life.It was Xavier.He walked inside and I closed the door behind him. I was sure this wasn’t a visit I needed anyone else to hear. He casually sat on the couch and there was nothing casual about the man but he pulled it off.Caine’s eyes were larger than I’d ever seen.“Have a seat, Mr. Laterza.”The voice held no room for argument. I was not accustomed to anyone ordering me around.My ass sat.“I had this conversation with your roommate four years ago and didn’t think it need
DanteThe rest of the crew slowly arrived and we razzed about our hangovers and the classes we were actually excited for this year. Rumors of years past were in short supply on campus but we all knew our classes senior year fell more in line with what we would be doing after graduation.“Roland. Find your sister between first and second period and get me Chaney’s schedule. What?” I asked when they all stopped talking and stared at me.“He’s got it bad for her pussy and we need him on his game. Give him a break, guys.”Caine thought he was coming to my rescue but it wasn’t true. I didn’t give a fuck what the guys thought about my interest in Chaney. I’d made that clear when I held her hand. Fuck. My dick stiffened just thinking about touching her fucking hand. I needed an intervention.“Get the information, Roland.”“Got your back,” he said.We checked each other’s schedules that had come through in emails last night. We had at least one class with each other and several had a majority
ChaneyHe kissed me. I hadn’t told Megan but I’d never been kissed either. That was too pathetically sad to pass on. She’d given me the rundown on blow jobs the night before. We’d laughed in my bed until midnight with her stories. She loved to watch guys’ faces and had a very enlightening and articulate rendition on how they looked and the sounds they made. I had to finally beg her to stop because my jaw hurt from laughing. Of course, that caused more laughter.“Romeo actually hiccupped when he was coming. I kid you not. I gave him three blowies over a week and it happened every time.”“Stop, you’re killing me,” I begged.“No, really, and Dennis Francesco’s dick is deformed, poor guy. I gave him a mercy blow because I’d heard about it from one of the girls and wanted to see for myself.”“You said you didn’t bring guys back to your room.” I accused, tears rolling down my face by this point.“Never. That was my old roommate. That doesn’t mean I was a good girl like you. I just wasn’t as