Chapter 9

Violet

“What do you want?” his voice was full of irritation.

I found myself struggling to maintain my focus. It was hard to do so when with his bare chest and the hard lines of his abs right in front of me, on display.

“I-ı need to talk to you,” I said, forcing myself to stand my ground. Deep down, I was freaking out. This guy had humiliated me a few times too many. Who said he wasn’t going to do it again?

Kylan stepped back, crossing his arms over his chest. He led me past, then kicked the door close with his legs.

Don’t look at his abs, don’t look at his abs.

“About?”

“About…”

I gave myself a tour of his room, anything to distract me from this mess. The room was dark, with red accents. Against the wall was a king sized bed. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve said he was a vampire.

“I don’t have all night, four-eyes,” Kylan clicked his tongue, impatiently.

My lips trembled as I tried to focus on his face—but it was too difficult. I hated myself for the thought, but all I wanted