Desolate (Riverband #2) by Sara Daniell, J. L. Hackett Read Free Book Online Page A

suck less?"
     
    Selena sat down with Jude. "Someone looks unhappy," she teased.
     
    Havock kept his eyes on me waiting for me to answer him.
     
    "No," I said as I rubbed my temples.
     
    "Do you plan on pouting all day?" he snapped. "Because I'm trying to make this as easy on you as I can. You said no matter what you wanted to be with me. So get the hell over it." He stood and kicked his chair under the table. He left the cafeteria.
     
    Jude and Selena's eyes widened. "Alrighty then," Jude said as he shoved food in his mouth.
     
    "I think he's right," Selena said shrugging her shoulders. Jude elbowed her. She laughed. "What?! She knew the type of guy Havock was even before she was stolen or whatever. She can't be mad."
     
    "Oh hell no," I snapped and went after him. I caught up with him outside the cafeteria. "I'm not trying to pout I'm trying to deal with the fact that my boyfriend slept with at least ten different girls while I was gone. That's a lot to take in. Yes, I still want to be with you and, yes, I still love you but it’s difficult to take in. I'm trying!" I yelled.
     
    "Ten?! How would you know that? I didn't tell you the number!" he shouted.
     
    "That would be the number of girls that have come up to me and in great detail told me what you did with them." I ran my shaky hands through my hair.
     
    He bit his lip.
     
    "Don't look at me like that," I warned as I tried not to smile. I tried to hold onto my anger. I pointed at him and took a step backwards.
     
    He started messing with his lip ring with his tongue and started pulling up his shirt seductively just to make me laugh.
     
    "No," I said as I bit my lip to keep from laughing. "I don't want to laugh. I want to be angry."
     
    He raised his shirt up more, revealing his low rise jeans and the V leading to…oh dear.  He smiled and crooked his finger at me.
     
    I swallowed hard.  “I’m trying to be mad,” I said, my mouth going dry and my breathing picking up. Havock always did this to me.
     
    “I know.  And you need to be mad.”
    He kissed me. "I'm sorry. I just want us to be us again."
     
    "I know." I looked up at him. "I want that too." I put my head against his chest. "I love you, Havock, more than anything."
     
    He kissed me again. "I love you, too."
     
    "And I thought you wanted me yelling at you," I pointed out as I looked up at him.
     
    "I did say that." He smiled. "You should go eat before class. I'm gonna stay out here and smoke before my next class."
     
    “Or…” I wiggled my eyebrows at him. “We could do something else. You have kind of peeked my interest.”
     
    “What?  Color?”  He laughed.
     
    I moved my hands up his shirt and touched his bare stomach. “That...or something else.” I stood on my tip toes and kissed the side of his neck.
     
    “Ooh, that.” 
     
    I laughed. “Yes, that.”
     

 

    HAVOCK
     
     
    I sat on the hood of my truck and smoked while I listened to music. A teacher walked over and took my cigarette as I went to put it to my lips.
     
    He dropped it and stomped it with his foot. "You can't do that in the parking lot, Satterly. This is a no-smoke zone."
     
    I exhaled the smoke I was holding in my lungs and turned up my music. The teacher walked off. The bell rang, and I hopped off the hood and walked into the building. I skipped my last class to smoke but Reese had to hurry to go meet with the counselor.
     
    "Go to class, Loner." Jackson rolled his eyes and shifted his backpack.
     
    “Awww, is Jackson upset about something?" I asked with an assholish grin.
     
    Garrett stepped in front of him. "Havock, I don't know what the hell you're talking about but drop it."
    I pushed Garrett to the side and continued to smile at Jackson. I moved closer so I could talk quieter. "What has you so upset? That Janzy kept coming to me because you weren't pleasing her?"
     
    "HAVOCK!" Garrett yelled and teachers came into the hall before a fight could start.
     
    I was sick of Jackson’s