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8
LILA
Ifelt him before I saw him.
His enticing scent engulfed me as he pushed
against my back, barely touching, but still way too
close.
“What do you want, Coulter? Was today not enough for
you?” I asked with a heavy sigh.
It was not a good day, not after the stupid prank Maddox
pulled on me. My wet hair was currently soaking the back
of my Berkshire’s blouse, the soft material sticking to my
skin. I was irritated and absolutely exhausted. One more
class left and then it was the weekend. Two blissful days
without Maddox.
“Looks like you were able to wash your hair.” He
chortled at his own lame joke. “Sorry about the feathers,
but it was payback. Don’t be such a grumpy ass, Garcia.
You can be a sweet ass, though. I’ll eat it.”
I swiveled around and leveled the douchebag with a
glare. “You think gluing feathers in my hair is funny?”
I wanted to throttle him and his stupid, smirking face.
“Don’t exaggerate. I didn’t use glue. I used flour, water
and feathers. Simple and harmless. Anyway, you looked
cute with a nesting head.”