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“What’s going on? Are you okay? Are you … hurt?”
Trent grins.
“I’m fine.” She shakes her head. “Not hurt at all. I just wanted to ride with Trent to school today.”
My gaze flicks to him, but he only grins wider, the veneers his daddy bought him a little too white.
“Is he threatening you? Something about your grandma or--”
“You aren’t getting it.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m done.”
“Done?” I step closer as more students enter, most of them standing back and watching the scene.
“Yes, done.” She rolls her eyes. “I got a taste last night, and now I know it’s all I wanted from you. Okay? Don’t make a big thing out of it.”
Trent’s crew laughs and whistles at her cruel tone.
“Babydoll, what’s he done to get you--”
“I’m not a babydoll,” she fires back. “I’m a grown woman, and I told you how it’s going to be. You and I are done. Over. Leave me alone.”
I take another step toward her as my heart flakes and starts to shatter. “You don’t mean that.”
“Can’t take no for an answer, big guy?” Trent stands. “You going to threaten her with your family name now? Tell her you’ll make her grandma sleep with the fishes unless she takes her panties off and bends over for you?”
“Don’t talk about her like that.” White-hot rage scorches through me, and the only thing stopping me from dropping Trent and pounding his face to pulp is Evangeline. She sits between us, her eyes straight ahead now.
“I said go.” She doesn’t look at me. “I’m done with you.” Reaching out, she takes Trent’s hand. “I’m with Trent now.”
“You heard her.” Trent runs his fingers through her white-blond hair, sifting the strands the way I did the night before. “Sit your ass down, Davinci.”
“Let’s step outside, Trent. Just you and me. Leave your dogs in here.” I flex my fingers, aching to make contact with his smug face.
“Go!” Evangeline yells and turns to face me, her eyes angry, her mouth grim. “Stop harassing me or I’ll go to the headmaster.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll protect you.” Trent leans down and kisses her crown.
The fury that wells in me is like a volcano, and I want to rain down fire and destruction all over Trent and his pals. But the look in her eyes stops me.
“Please leave.” She says it gently this time, then turns away.
Something cracks inside me, pieces of me falling into a pile of jagged edges and pain. With one more look at her, I turn on my heel and push through the door, side-stepping Mrs. Benton as I slam my fist into the nearest locker, mangling it and sending pain roaring through my hand. It’s not enough. Nowhere near enough to overcome the agony inside me. But I know just the man who can help me with that. Nick will have work for me.
This charade is over. I’m done with school. Done with pretending. I turn and head down the hall, my mind placid and my heart cold.
I’m a Davinci.
Blood is my calling, not love.
