For a moment, even Acubens's eyes widened. But that moment passed. He grabbed me and threw me back against the wall. Acubens leaned in, pinning me in place; distantly, I heard Professor Sarva begin the count to ten. His face was right up against mine, his handsome features drawn into a vicious smirk. “Well, that was easy.” His body was hot and hard against mine, his grip bruising. “For a moment I thought you were more than you’d let on. Guess not. You’re just trash, Cly Redbriar.”
