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Finley Salvatore. The first son of the Salvatore family.
The ache for him flared between my thighs.
I rolled over and slid under the sheets. I wished I was in his apartment, curled up in his bed. What would he smell like now? Deep, resonant, earth and blood. I closed my eyes as the thought bloomed and darkness descended, leaving the image burning in my mind.
Me in his bed…
* * *
“Hey.”
I cracked open my eyes to find Kat sitting beside me on the bed. Cool air danced across my thighs…my very exposed thighs.
“Kat!”I yelped, and pulled the covers over my ass.
She just scowled and her brows rose with a smile as she cocked her head. “It’s a nice ass, Anna. But you don’t have to hide it. I’m not into girls.”
My cheeks burned as I turned over and clutched the sheets to my chest. “I fucking hate how there’s no damn doors in this place.”
She just shrugged. “You know me…”
“It wouldn’t make a lick of difference, would it?” I grumbled.
Her damn smile said it all. No, it wouldn’t.
“You okay?” I asked, searching her gaze.
“Yeah,” she muttered with a wince. “I feel shitty for abandoning you, though.”
The memory of last night rushed back in an instant, turning my voice husky. “It’s fine.”
“Looks like you had a party all your own,” she probed, glancing at my phone. “What on earth did you get up to, anyway? On second thought,” she lifted a hand, “I don’t think I want to know. I like porn as much as the next person. You go, girl.”
Heat rushed to my face. “It wasn’t porn.”
“It’s okay,” she said with a shrug, and rose. “Classes are back on, by the way.”
“Classes?” The events of the party last night came back with a rush.
“Yeah, after everything that happened, can you believe that? They want our environment back to normal. But there’s nothingnormalabout what they did to Baldeon.” She took a step toward the doorway and lowered her head. “They said he died screaming, did they tell you that?”
It was bad, Anna…Finley’s words sounded in my head.It was so fucking bad.
I slid from the bed, taking the sheet with me, and crossed the floor to grab her, pulling her against me. Tears shimmered, sliding down her cheeks.
“It’s this fucking life,” she said, and wrapped her arms around me. “He didn’t deserve that.”
“No,” I answered, my mind filling the gaps of what they'd done to him. But when I thought of blood and death, all I saw was Finley.
Finley dead.
Finley screaming.
I gripped her tighter. “No onedeserves that.”
“All because of his goddamn name. I wish I wasn’t a VanHalen. I wish that every fucking day. I fuckinghate it,Anna. I fucking hate it with all I have.”
She trembled as she spoke. I just stroked her hair and held her. “I know, let it all out.”
