Saint: A Dark High School Romance (Angelview Academy Book 1) by E.M. Snow

Saint: A Dark High School Romance (Angelview Academy Book 1) by E.M. Snow

Author:E.M. Snow [Snow, E.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-20T16:00:00+00:00


My heart is hammering in my chest as I make my way to the pool that night. I’m nervous, hoping it’s Saint whose waiting for me tonight. So that I can properly thank him.

That’s all. I tell myself that over and over again, but I’d probably have an easier time convincing myself if I hadn’t worn my bikini tonight instead of my one-piece.

I grip the front of my shirt in a tight fist.

What the fuck do I think I’m doing?

My feelings toward Saint are … complicated, but he saved my life. I also can’t forget the sensation of his lips against mine, no matter how hard I try. I still don’t like him—I doubt I ever will—but I don’t think I really hate him either.

I’m a goddamn mess.

I hurry through the rec center and pause at the pool room entrance to take a fortifying breath. Raising my chin, I push open one of the doors and step inside.

“Sup, Mal?”

My heart sinks all the way to floor as disappointment crashes through me. Gabe is sitting on the bleachers next to the pool, his phone in his hand. There’s no sign of Saint anywhere. Again.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, exasperated.

He arches a brow and shrugs. “Just doing what I’m told.”

“Who told you to watch me?” I know the answer, but I need him to say it out loud.

His focus drops to his phone, and it’s clear he’s bored already. “Saint, who the fuck else?”

I clench my hands at my sides, my irritation spiking. “If he’s so concerned about me, why doesn’t he just come here himself.”

Gabe shrugs again. “How should I know? Busy, I guess.”

Bullshit.

Complete and utter bullshit.

Why is Saint doing this? Why does everything always have to be a game with him?

Well, I’m done playing.

I spin on my heel and head for the door.

“Whoa! Where’re you going?” Gabe calls after me.

“To rip Saint apart,” I answer back.

He lets out a startled cry of protest, but I’m already out the door and marching down the hall. I’m tired of this. Tired of Saint’s mixed messages and total disregard for my thoughts and feelings. Savior or not, I’m tired of his mind games.

I make my way through campus toward his building, and by the time I reach it, I’ve worked myself up into a state of fury. Slipping inside, I step into the elevator and ride it up to his floor. I know where he lives. I know where they all live. Loni is a hub of information and seems to know just about everything about everybody.

When the elevator reaches his floor, I continue my march toward his dorm. I can’t help but notice how much nicer this building is than mine. It’s newer and more modern in design, with more space between each dorm. Reaching his door, I don’t pause to think and begin pounding on it with my fist.

It takes a few moments for the door to fly open and I’m locked into his icy blue glare.

“Ellis? What the fuck do you want?” he growls.



Download



Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.