CHAPTER 7: HEAT AND HOSTILITY

Samantha’s POV My first kiss? Dreamy as hell. Kyler didn’t hold back—he kissed me like he owned me, and my poor, quivering lips didn’t stand a chance. One hand tangled in his hair, the other on his shoulder, I found myself sprawled over his lap beneath the desk as he ravished my mouth. And then... Thwack.        A paper ball landed right inside my top—smack in the middle of my cleavage. Then—flick! My forehead stung as Dre “casually” walked past our table to “retrieve his pen.” That romance-slaughtering whore. “Tone it down, freaks,” he hissed as he passed by. Says the classroom sex-pest himself. Kyler chuckled and gave me one last peck before helping me up. “Sorry for the ambush,” he said with a grin. “You’re just too pretty. Would you… maybe join me for lunch back at my pack house?” Already? I blinked, caught off guard. Wasn’t this moving fast? And before I could respond— “We accept!” Dre butted in, beaming like a golden retriever on crack. “Don’t mind her—her brain bulb’s still flic