First Shift by J. L. Weil

Author:J. L. Weil [Weil, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Magick Publishing
Published: 2017-05-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The next morning, my eyes burned with fatigue as I roamed from class to class. Last night had been rough after Jesse left. I’d laid there with my eyes open, staring at the ceiling. Before I knew it, my alarm buzzed in my ear and the sun crested over the horizon. Devyn was meeting me after school, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could function without sleep. Guess I would find out. Not that I was all gung-ho about my shifting session with Devyn, but I was anxious to see him.

I had more questions, but that didn’t explain the anticipation dancing inside me.

I would be lying to myself if I kept pretending I didn’t want to see him.

Throughout the day, I found myself searching for him, wondering if he would just pop up when I least expected it. He didn’t. And I was irrationally disappointed. My brain couldn’t make up its mind about Devyn. He was bad, yet I wanted to see him. He was dangerous, yet he made me feel safe. He was different, yet I felt like I understood him.

Students hurried through the halls after the final bell, pouring into the school parking lot and to the buses that lined the street. Devyn leaned against his shiny, sleek car parked beside my white one, looking like a renegade hell-bent on disrupting my life. He wore a black T-shirt that stretched over his hard-won muscles. His hands were stuffed into the front pockets of his dark jeans. Shadows cascaded over his face, hiding those magnificent emerald eyes, but not the curl of his lips.

Excitement spread through my veins. The moment our eyes met, my mouth went dry, and I lost focus of my surroundings. He was all that I could see.

“Who. Is. That?” Hannah purred.

I blinked. “Uh, my self-defense instructor.” Wow, that sounded lame, and I highly doubted Devyn would take to being my “self-defense” instructor. Or then again, maybe he would.

“Are you shitting me?” Hannah gasped, drooling. I couldn’t blame her. “He is totally chili pepper hot.”

Jesse scowled. “He looks like a douche.”

“And that shows how much you know about girls and what they want. How do I sign up?” Hannah asked, her glittering eyes roaming over Devyn.

I cleared my throat. “He isn’t taking new clients.”

Hannah smirked. “Oh, I see how it is. K doesn’t want to share her shiny new buff toy. I thought we shared everything.”

I hiked my backpack higher up on my shoulder. “Not boys, remember?”

“Right. Girl code.” She winked.

Hannah and I had made a promise long ago never to date the same guy. First dibs got him, and the other didn’t even look twice. So far it worked just fine for us. It also helped that Hannah and I had completely different taste in guys … except apparently when it came to Devyn.

You don’t like Devyn, remember?

Ha. If only my body and brain could get on the same page. I looked over at Devyn again, and his eyes drank me in, as if I were the most beautiful thing in the world.

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