Page 39 of Knox Academy Omnibus
“Yeah, he has a date.” My face drops at that information.
“Did you think he would wait around for you, especially whilst you’re screwing Kalen?”
And with that he is back. Asshole twin 1. I try not to show that his barb has a double sting. I get up and grab the papers, heading for the door.
“Amelie?”
“Yeah?” I say, turning back to face him.
“Leave Sawyer alone,” he warns. For a second I think he’s threatening me, but then he adds softly, “He needs his job, he can’t afford to lose it. It would kill him, literally.”
“He doesn’t want me anyway, Slate, and I won’t force myself on someone.”
“Yeah, well, I needed to check. With Kalen? Be gentle with him; there’s a lot you don’t know and he can’t handle rejection.”
I nod and walk out. I think I just made a connection with Slate, which just leaves Onyx, and honestly, I think the only way I can get to him is by kicking his ass. But unlike Sawyer, I don’t think he would go easy on me.
I have to walk to the other side of campus to get to the sports facilities, and they are way bigger than the music department. I’m shocked to see Sawyer is already running laps around the oval as I pass to go to the changing rooms. Why did he decide to show today? After weeks of being absent and setting cover work for me?
The changing rooms are empty, so I undress and leave my uniform on a bench. I stand in just my underwear whilst I search for my sports bra and work out gear.
“Hey.” I jump out of my skin at the sound of Kalen’s voice.
“You scared the shit out of me.”
“I would much rather scare the orgasms out of you,” he says standing way too close. I back up until my back is pressed against the lockers, the cold metal biting into my hot skin. I’m uneasy having Kalen so close, knowing that my lesson with Sawyer is due to start.
Kalen’s lips fall to my neck and a moan escapes me. I can’t help it. My body tingles as memories from last night resurface.
“I know you want me,” he whispers against my skin, his hand sliding south beneath my underwear, running over my most sensitive spot.
“Kalen, we can’t,” I pant as my hips buck against his hand, begging for more.
“I’ll be quick,” he says before taking a nipple in his mouth.
“I can’t,” I stammer and push against him.
“Yes, Kalen, she can’t.” Embarrassment washes over me at the sound of Sawyer’s voice. Kalen doesn’t move, shielding my half naked body.
“Sawyer! I…”
“You can’t because of him,” Kalen spits, shakes his head and pushes off the lockers, exposing me to Sawyer, before storming from the room.
“Kalen!” I call after him but he doesn’t turn around.
“Fuck,” I shout smashing my hands against the metal behind me.
“Get dressed, you’re embarrassing yourself, and it’s Mr Knox to you.” He turns and walks away. I flip him off for good measure, before slipping into a short pair of skintight bike shorts and a sports bra. It’s all I have here from when I was trying totempt him, even though right now I wish I had a pair of long yoga pants and a hoodie to cover myself up with.
I make my way towards Sawyer, who is stretching. “Start running, Miss Rossi.”
“Stop,” I plead. “Don’t be like this.”
“Run,” is all he says.
“What does running have to do with self-defence?” I ask, hands on hips, frowning. My temper is flaring to life.
“In most situations, if you can, then you run away before engaging your attacker. Also, I have somewhere to be, so I asked for someone to supervise you. They run at this time, and so will you.”
