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Hey. Look. It’s the man of your dreams texting you! Why have you been avoiding me? I thought you were supposed to be helping us acclimatize to CFA. You’re not a very good student guide, you know... Let’s hang out! What are you doing tonight? I hear the common room at the dorms has a pretty great movie room set up. Shall we watch a movie? Okay cool, I assume your lack of answer means YES CAL I WOULD LOVE TO so I’ll meet you there at 6pm. ...clothes optional Kidding! (but not really)
“Crows. They’re one of the smartest animals on Earth, you know. What about yours?”
“Fuck, I think I love you.” I groaned, eyeing up the cheese-filled masterpiece. River made an odd noise, and I frowned at him. “I’m talking to the sandwich, you narcissist.”
“Oh gosh, sorry, where are my manners today?” I rolled my eyes, “Guys, Director Pierre is also my dad, Jonathan Davenport. Good old secret identities, hey, Daddy-O?”
“Enjoying the view, Kitty Kat?” he purred, like the shithead he was.
I’m an ink mage, and you’re immortal.”
“Kitten,” he murmured in a voice so soft I could barely hear it over the sound of the shower. “I feel like I’m falling in love with you.”
“Beautiful, you watch too many movies. I would never bury my own victims.”
Time seemed to elongate, and the result of Austin’s spell appeared to play out before my eyes in slow motion as Mr. Gray—Richard Liath, high-powered businessman, billionaire, sadist, and rapist—split open down the middle and exploded from the inside like a fucking tomato in a microwave.
“Bitch,” he breathed, breaking free and returning the favor with a hard bite to the curve of my neck—on the exact same spot Cole had left his teeth marks the first time we’d slept together—and I filed this information away for later. The mere fact that he’d remembered, and that he felt compelled to echo that mark, was worth consideration. Later.
Austin groaned. “Fuck, you dirty bitch, you loved that. I felt how hard you just grabbed my cock when I slapped your ass.”
