Fallen Crest Public (Fallen Crest Series) by Tijan Read Free Book Online

his face and down his chest. It felt like a cement wall underneath my touch. My hand fell to his jeans. It caught there and I curled my fingers around one of his loops. Then, feeling desire swirling inside of me, I bit my lip and pushed one of my fingers in the waistband of his jeans.
    Whatever he was about to say was forgotten.
    “Sam,” he groaned as he turned us so that my back was against the locker. He was against me now. As my finger tucked further down, I felt him harden. The power I had over him was intoxicating. It wasn’t just him. My head fell back against the metal locker, but I didn’t feel it. Everything else fell away. It was only him and me. Nothing else mattered.
    My desire for him rose, and I fought against letting it take me over.
    My eyelids flitted closed and I felt him bend down. His chest rubbed against mine now and then I gasped when his lips found the corner of mine. He stayed there, sucking lightly, as his other hand slid down to my hip and pulled me tighter against him.
    “I feel pregnant just watching you two.”
    Breaking apart, Heather was standing there with her arms crossed over her chest, and the corners of her lips curved down. She looked ready to vomit. “Honestly, come up for air every now and then. The masses look ready to riot.”
    She jerked her head down the hallway, where Kate and the rest of the Tommy Princesses were.
    I sighed, pushing Mason away. “That’s her locker?”
    Heather leaned against my neighbor’s locker. “No, that’s Natalie’s. She and Jasmine are only juniors. Kate and Parker are seniors. Good riddance too. I’m ready for their entire group to ship out.”
    Still watching Kate and the glower she was sending our way, I shook my head. “She looks ready to kill me.”
    “You and me both. I’m not doing what she wanted.”
    Mason frowned as he deliberately turned his back to Kate, blocking her view. “She wanted you to do something?”
    “She told me to stop being friends with Sam.” Heather shrugged, but I caught the small look of alarm in her eyes. It flared for only a second. “She gave me the warning this morning and Tate, of all people, tried to help me.”
    The interest Mason held fell flat now. He straightened from the locker as he ground out, “Don’t believe anything she says.”
    “Well, I’m going to believe Kate.” Heather peeked around him, eyeing her warily. “I wonder what she’s going to do.”
    “Nothing.” Not if I had anything to do about it. I was getting more and more irritated with Mason’s ex-on-and-off-again hook-up. She hadn’t even been a full-fledged girlfriend. She’d been used only as a scratcher when he had an itch. “I’m not going to let her.”
    Mason frowned, twisting around once again.
    I held my breath. There was an unspoken message there, and I knew he was delivering it to her. As she made an exasperated sound before slamming Natalie’s locker, I guessed she had received it, and whatever she saw, she didn’t like. Then he moved again. Kate and her group were coming towards us. I snuck a peek at Mason, whose eyes went flat, but she only hissed as they went past us, “You’re going to regret this. All of you.”
    Her friends smiled at us, following behind her.
    Heather shuddered. “Evil. They’re all evil.”
    I agreed with her, but asked Mason, “How’d they take the exile?”
    His gaze had lingered on Kate, who paused and glanced back once, but he turned back to me. “What?”
    “The exile. How’d they take it?”
    “Oh.” He lifted a shoulder. “They took it. They didn’t have a choice.”
    “Must be nice,” Heather drawled. “You declare it and people have to follow it, whether they want to or not.” She snorted, tightening her grip on her bag. “I’d like to declare something. Whoever won the lottery last week will hand their ticket over to me.” She rubbed her hands together. “And voila, all my problems—poof!—gone.” She eyed Mason up and down. “Must be nice to be