DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

LILA
Istumbled out of school, my legs feeling a bit shaky. My
knees were bruised from where they had slammed me
on the bathroom floor. My lips throbbed, and I could
feel a headache coming. That was one hell of a slap, kudos
to Bethany.
As I walked through the main gates, the bus drove past
me, and I stood there, dumbfounded. Damn it, I missed my
bus. Fists clenched, I held in the urge to cry because now
was not the time for it.
It was cold. I was moody and in pain.
But I. Would. Not. Cry.
“Lila!”
My steps faltered at the sound of Maddox’s voice. Huh.
“Lila, what the fuck?” he called out. I looked over my
shoulder to see him running toward me. His mouth was
curled in a dark scowl as he approached me.
My dark hair fell as a curtain around my face, and I
looked down at my feet. I didn’t want him to see the
bruises, didn’t want his pity or his stupid, mocking laugh.
But Maddox, being Maddox…
He crowded into my space, his front pressing against my
back. His arm curled around my waist, and he pulled me
into his body.