Rich Boys vs. Poor Boys (The Cruel Kings of Castle Hill Academy, Book 1) by Devon Hartford kd103 by Hartford Devon

Author:Hartford, Devon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Devon Hartford
Published: 2019-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

“Please tell me there’s a ladies room around here,” I say an hour later.

“I’ll lead you to it,” Prince says.

We walk down the various staircases that connect all the private boxes, then down to the maze on the main floor, where we turn about fifty corridor corners until we find a bathroom. I go in alone. Not quite what I was expecting after the dreamworld outside. There’s one toilet and one sink crammed into the rough rock walls with a dim light bulb over the bowl. While I’m hovering over it to pee, the light flickers off.

“Can’t you wait until I finish?” I growl at it.

It flickers back on.

“Thank you.”

Then it flicks off.

Ugh.

At least I know where everything is. I finish my toilet time by Braille and walk out the short tunnel to where Prince was waiting.

I say, “Somebody needs to replace the lightbulb in the bath—”

No Prince anywhere to be seen.

Where did he go?

I look both ways.

Which way did we come in?

I was so obsessed with Prince’s mesmerizing eyes, I wasn’t keeping track of direction on our way here. No worries, I can figure it out. Follow the sound.

The bass beat thuds through the stone tunnel.

I turn a few corners and slam nose first into a stone wall. Erm, stone abs. I look up into the eyes of—

“Chase!” I gasp.

“Mugshot,” he smirks. “What’re you doing all by your lonesome self down here?”

“Prince took me to the bathroom. He was here a second ago.” That’s a hint. I glance over my shoulder. “Did you see him? He must be right here.”

“All I see is you, mugshot.” Chase’s topaz eyes are smoldering, brightened by his pirate eyeshadow.

The next thing I know, he’s backed me into a stone wall. “What’re you doing, Chase?”

“Claiming my prize.” He grabs my chainmail skirt piece and pulls me toward him.

I gasp as I crash into his abs, my hands up, pressing against his chest. I look up into his eyes.

“When are we gonna have some fun, mugshot?”

“When you stop calling me that,” I smirk.

“Anything you say, Mary.” His eyes are alight with desire.

I have never kissed two boys in one night, let alone in one hour, but I’m seriously considering it. Chase’s luscious model lips are begging for it. But I can’t do that. I’m no slut.

The next thing I know, Chase is pressing his hips into mine. He plants his pirate hands on either side of my head, pinning me in place.

“Why can’t I stop thinking about you, Mary?”

“Because I haven’t given it up for you yet. You’ll forgot me as soon as I do. I know guys like you. You’re a manwhore, Chase.”

“That I am,” he says with pride. “Can you blame me? Women throw themselves at me. Who am I to stop them?”

I snort, “You are so full of yourself.”

“But you aren’t.”

“Please,” I groan, feigning disgust at his innuendo.

“What say we change that?” He leans into me for emphasis, his hips just brushing against mine.

I am going to melt. This moment is that hot because Chase is that hot.

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