The Savage: A New Adult Romance by Daniela Romero

Author:Daniela Romero [Romero, Daniela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Coffee and Characters
Published: 2022-04-17T18:30:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

CECILIA

Through my peripheral, I catch sight of Gabriel’s friend as he climbs the steps of the bleachers. He moves slowly. Cautious. The way you would if you were approaching a caged animal. Like he knows one wrong move and I’ll spook.

My shoulders are stiff, body wound tight in anticipation of what he wants. I clench my hands into fists, hating that his slow progression toward me makes my heart beat faster with each foot of distance he eliminates between us. It takes everything in me to stay in my seat. To not shove to my feet and race down the stairs to safety.

My knee bounces up and down. My breath quickens.

He pauses a few rows down from me and offers me a small wave. “Hey.” I glance at him briefly before choosing to ignore him as he takes a seat. He faces me, placing his back to the field, and leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees while his hands hang loosely together.

“I’m Julio.”

My gaze flicks over him and I take in his broad shoulders. The sweat-soaked shirt he wears. It clings to his chest, highlighting his muscular frame. The sheer strength he has in his tightly coiled body.

My knee bounces a little bit faster.

If I bolt and he gives chase, hands down, he will catch me. No question about it. This guy—Julio, he said his name is—is in peak physical form. I’m no scrub myself. I work out. And I swim. But I’m not a runner.

Julio’s eyes watch me, tracking my movements, but he keeps his expression blank, making it difficult to tell what he’s thinking.

I glance to the side, seeking out Gabriel, but I don’t see him or the other guy anywhere close by. Without being too noticeable, I scan the soccer field before shifting to the locker room. Did he leave? Would he do that?

I shake away the feeling of being abandoned that threatens to sink into me and focus on the guy seated before me. He’s who I need to worry about right now.

“If you’re looking for Gabe, he’s still here.”

I ignore him, pretending I don’t care while straining my ears in case he says anything else about Gabe’s whereabouts.

“I suggested he go wait by the car. Give you and me a few minutes to talk.”

My brows pull together. What do he and I have to talk about? I’ve never even met him before. Not that I know of, at least. I give him another casual once over, taking in the heavy ink tattooed into his skin. A lot of guys on campus have tattoos, but nothing like this.

A dark skull decorates the top of one hand, flanked by dark red roses. Black leaves peak out from behind the crimson petals to mix with a thick coil of thorn tipped vines that twist and tangle a path across his forearm.

On his other hand is a catholic rosary, the delicate beads wrapping around his wrist before falling over the top of his hand, leaving the cross to rest between his thumb and index finger.

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