Baited

Oh, shit.

I knew I was goading him, but hadn’t planned what exactly I’d do if I succeeded.

Fortunately, he wasn’t coming back. But he was eager to hear what I had to say. “Why don’t you enlighten me, Allie Kat?”

He cocked his head. “What can’t I have?”

His gaze lingered over me pointedly. “That I haven’t already had?”

You! An endless diatribe of name calling and expletives soared through my mind like a turning conveyor belt.

My face contorted in rage and my fists curled into a white-knuckled grip. Without meaning to, I stomped toward him.

Now I was madder than he was.

How dare he make an innuendo like that? I’m not a slut.

In-fact, I was a virgin! Which he knows.

Especially here. With everyone watching! My eyes slid to my peripheral enough I caught the blatant stares of the six kids lingering in the hall.

“That’s right?” Eric cocked a hip and waved me closer with flicking fingers.

I reached him and pulled back, without thought. Swinging hard.