Savage Games: An Academy Bully Romance (Bastards of Boulder Cove Book 1) by Rachel Leigh

Author:Rachel Leigh [Leigh, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Sixteen

SCARLETT

“You sure you’re not hungry?” Jagger asks, holding up my salad in a paper bag.

I shake my head while trying to wrap my head around everything. Crew and Neo are probably killing each other in the dining hall right now, for reasons unbeknownst to me. Jagger swept me away like a knight in shining armor. But Jagger is no knight. So, why? Why is he walking casually at my side down the trail and being so nice?

“We can get this over with,” I tell him. “Give me my punishment so we can go back to class.”

He looks at me, a smile creeping across his face. “Actually, I had a better idea. What if we blow off the second half of classes and I take you to one of my favorite places?”

My eyebrows knit together as I glance at him from the corner of my eye. “And why would you do that?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “I dunno. With all the chaos, I guess I just thought it’d be nice to get away for a while.”

I stop walking, feeling like this is some sort of setup. “What’s the catch, Jagger? None of you guys do anything nice without a cost. Not to mention, your friends wouldn’t be too happy if you were anything short of monstrous to me. So what are you really up to?”

His hands fly up in surrender. “No catch. No games. Just a genuine offer to escape the craziness of The Academy for an afternoon.”

After a moment of considering it, I shake my head and turn around to head back to the school. “I’m not buying it. If you’re not going to punish me for standing up to Neo, then I’m going back to class.”

The leaves crunch beneath my boots, but it's the only sound. When I look over my shoulder, I see Jagger still standing in the same spot I left him. “What are you doing?”

“Head back to class. If the guys ask, I made you eat your salad off the ground or something.” He tosses me the bag and I catch it in midair. Jagger turns around and keeps walking up the trail, away from the main campus.

“Where are you going?” I holler at him, not sure why I care.

Jagger does a one-eighty and walks backward. His hands fly up and he says, “Told ya. One of my favorite places.” He smirks, sending a flush of adrenaline through me, and I find myself smiling back.

Seconds later, he makes a sharp turn off the trail and disappears.

I’m walking back leisurely, knowing I’m already late for calculus. My arms sway with my bag in one hand as I watch my feet on the trail. The leaves are changing to a medley of colors—yellows, reds, oranges. Many have dried and fallen and now coat the trails. With all the foot traffic, they’re pushed down and settled into the mix of dirt and rock. Fall has always been my favorite time of the year, and I can’t help but feel giddy over the upcoming season.

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