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
ChaneyShe sighed and gave a slight laugh due to my need for answers about him.“He fought his way to the top sophomore year. I think we had a fight once a week back then. One of the fights didn’t end with the ass-kicking Dante gave him and it turned into a crew battle. Several students were taken away in ambulances. That was the first fight Dante went into lockdown for. It solidified him at the top, though, so I doubt he minded.”“Explain lockdown.”“Sucks. No phone or internet and confined to your dorm. If you leave the dorm, you are removed from campus. No exceptions.”“What about girls?”She shrugged and I could tell she didn’t want to say more.“Please?” I begged.“He’s never had a girlfriend. He sees a girl he wants, he approaches her, and they leave. He doesn’t brag about it. Well, maybe to his friends but my brother keeps his mouth shut on crew shit. The girls know he’s after a quickie and they give it to him. He’s been seen leaving dorms early in the morning so it isn’t just
Chaney“Thank you for not reminding me I’m getting my ass kicked and will be in pain for a few days.”“I seriously doubt you need that reminder.” His smile was just for me where we stood in the shadows.Megan hurried closer and stopped beside me. I could see the worry on her face. I leaned in so no one heard what I said.“Tell me the guy so I know who he is,” I whispered. “You look hot.”She’d gone all out in tight jeans, a swanky top, and killer stilettos that she somehow managed to handle on the grass. Impressive. She had smoke eyes that made her look sexy. The striking red lipstick added the pow. Whatever guy it was, she would reel him in.“Thank you. You are crazy, you know that?”Dante put his arms around my stomach and pulled me back against him. “She’s my crazy girl and don’t forget it.”“That might actually be so sweet, I puke,” Megan said.“Go get her, killer,” Dante said when Ms. Bianchi spotted me and waved me closer.Several of Stella’s crew made snide remarks which I ign
DanteThe fuck!I could not have seen what I just did. Caine turned to me, his expression as stunned as mine.“It may be her that wants in your pants and I would give it to her,” he advised. “Never want to be on the bad side of that crazy bitch.”“Fuck me. Did you see that?”“Happened pretty quick. I think we missed most of it.”“Shit.”I couldn’t get my thoughts straight. Megan moved first. She squealed and ran for Chaney.“You bitch. I hate you. You knew you were going to kick her ass.”Chaney laughed and wrapped her arms around Megan because she really had no choice. Cut that. Chaney could make any choice she wanted and I doubted anyone would stop her. Even with staff caring for Stella she was still crying.My thoughts on Chaney Smith changed. I didn’t just want in her pants, I wanted her by my side. I’d never felt this way about a girl. I listened to her response to Megan unable to get the grin from my face but why the fuck would I want to?“You never know if you will kick someone