I’ve made it only a few steps away from the locker room before someone grabs my arm. Spinning around, I grab them and shove them against the wall, my gym bag falling to the floor before I realize who it is. Jeremy’s blue-brown eyes stare up at me in the dim light of the empty hallway. “You really do like it rough, don’t you?” He smirks up at me with a knowing look. Like he can see inside my head, roll around in my secrets. I’m not sure why that’s enticing.
