pulling
out your Ali card again on Craig?” I can’t promise I won’t kill him if
she tells me he grabbed her again. Just thinking about it has my temper
ready to explode.
She looks around the crowd and then stops and stares with a
pointed look. I glance that way as well and then see the girl standing
by my sister. She has a ripped shirt and is almost in tears. “I was
looking around for Jazz when I walked outside and saw douchebag
here holding that girl against the fence. So, I decided since she didn’t
look too interested in continuing their conversation, I would have one
of my own with him.” Craig tried to have sex with an unwilling girl?
Man, what an asshole!
I help her up and then turn to Craig. He shakily stands and braces
his arms on his knees while taking deep breaths. “What the fuck ever,
girl. Don’t listen to her, Jax, because she has no clue what she’s talking
about. Jen was so into it and this Crazy ass bitch…” I don’t let him
finish. He staggers back clutching his jaw and spits out blood.
I step up to take another shot, but I feel a small soft touch on my
bicep. I turn and see Tru’s beautiful green eyes staring at me and
realize she has fear in them. I take a breath and just concentrate on her
to calm myself down. I don’t want her to ever be scared, especially of
me, and I’ll do all I can to make sure she smiles instead.
I take a step away from Craig, but say in a near growl, “If you
know what’s best for you then watch your mouth and keep your dick
in your pants or I’ll talk to the board and have your ass removed from
Kappa Sigma just like that.” I emphasize with a snap of my fingers,
then turn toward Trudy and grab her hand while we make our exit.
I approach the girl standing by Jazz. “Are you okay?” I ask,
hoping I’m still not growling due to my adrenaline increase from the
commotion.
“Y...yes,” she stammers and looks like she wants to cry. “I just
want to go back to my room.”
Jazz instantly has her in a hug and says something in her ear that I
can’t make out. Then she grabs her hand and leaves through the crowd.
I turn toward Tru and notice I’m still holding her hand. Acting like it’s
no big deal, we walk through the nosy crowd, and I hope she doesn’t
pull away. When I spot David I tell him I’m taking the girls back to
their dorm and I’ll be back later. He just nods his head and smiles my
way.
Nobody says anything on the walk back to the dorm, but I don’t
mind because Trudy has yet to take her hand out of mine. I just
concentrate on the texture of her skin and the width of her fingers. Her
hand is so small compared to mine that I’m sure it’s the size of
McKenzie’s. I don’t feel any jewelry, but that doesn’t mean she’s
single. I continue these thoughts as we approach Stokes Hall.
After we drop off Jen, who happens to live on the second floor in
the same dorm, I take Jazz and Tru up to their rooms. I give Jazz a big
hug and then turn toward Tru. She’s standing in front of me with her
hands in her pockets, tapping her foot, and I hate that I make her feel
uncomfortable. I want her to feel relaxed enough to open up to me and
tell me about herself. However, I know it’s going to take time.
“Even though tonight was short, I still had fun, especially when
you turned all Ali toward the end,” I say with a laugh, trying to ease
the mood.
She glances up while biting her lip. “Yeah, it’s definitely a night I
won’t forget, even though I want to.” Man I love watching her mouth
move. Her lips are so sexy with just the right amount of pout to them. I
stop staring at her mouth, realizing I still haven’t responded and I’m
starting to get turned on again. Shit! With this girl I’ll have blue balls
before the week is over.
Clearing my throat and mentally shaking myself, I answer, “Well,
I thought it was awesome, and I’m sure Jen’s thankful you were
around as well. Try not to worry about it. What’s done is done.”
Learning to Kill: Stories