Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I sucked in a breath and straightened as people barreled in,
someone taking my hand and leading me out.
Five minutes later we were in the dean’s office, a loud slap
piercing the air.
“She is a freshman!” Dean Kincaid bellowed at Damon.
“Do you have any shame?”
I stood there, my hands locked behind my back as Damon
and I stood a few feet apart in front of Kincaid’s desk.
Damon coughed and sniffled next to me. “I think she hurt
me more than I hurt her,” he said, his breathing labored. “I’m
bleeding like a stuck pig. You might just might be my type,
girl.”
He laughed, and I ground my teeth together. I hadn’t
realized I’d bit his jaw that hard. Or maybe it was from when I
hit his nose.
Either way, good.
“You’re expelled,” Kincaid bit out, his tone clipped. “I
don’t care what your father threatens me with. We’re going to
end up on the goddamn national news because of you!”
“Expel me?” Damon challenged. “The alumni will love
that. And perfect timing, too. Your contract is up for review.
Wait till they hear you don’t like winning basketball games.”
Something slammed on the desktop in front of us, and I
jumped.
I closed my eyes, exasperated. Oh, my God. He was a
piece of work. And he was going to win, too. Kincaid wasn’t
going to expel him. Not with wealthy, connected alumni caring
more about athletics than they did education.
Wait until Damon actually grew up and realized the whole
world wasn’t going to bend over for him forever.
It was only a matter of time for me, though. Before he’d be
too much to take, and something would have to be done.
Dealing with all the anger and attitude in the school for getting
him expelled or taking myself and going back to Montreal. I