Chapter Forty-Two

With her final class done, Valerie was more than eager to get home. Hopefully, Damien would have some answers for her by the time she arrived. However, as she stepped out of her class, Nick was right there, his salacious grin telling her that he was about to collect on her promise.

“And how did your day go?” he asked as he stepped up beside her. “How’s that ass of yours feeling?”

“Still a little sore,” she admitted. She swore she could still feel his handprint on her backside from where he rained down blows to her baked flesh.

“Have you heard from our boy yet?”

She shook her head, tightening her grip on her purse strap as she walked the halls. “No, nothing. I’m not sure he’d risk texting me or calling me, though. What if Holly found the messages?”

Nick just chuckled. “That’s what the delete button is for.”

“Are you married?” she blurte