LOGIN"Do you hate me?" He asked, nibbling my ear with his teeth. I couldn't form words. I felt... I didn't know what I was feeling. A minute ago, I was sure I hated him but now that he's so close, so close that I could feel him breathing on my skin, I wasn't sure. "Do you hate me?" He asked again, his voice a low growl in my ear. "I...I..." I tried to form words but ahis lips left my ear and trailed kisses down my neck. “I need words,” he whispered. “Tell me you hate me.” My fingers tightened on his shirt as he continued. “Say you hate me, and I’ll stop right now and walk away.” What? There was a pause, I still hated him but I don't want him to stop.. “Don’t…and I won’t be responsible for what I do next.” Lena Hartwell is a girl who has been bullied all her life for being plus size. After the sudden death of her father, her family falls deep into debt, forcing her to accept the highest paying tutoring job she can find to support her Mom. The job turns out to be tutoring one of her bullies, the school’s hottest quarterback, Jace Dawson and despite hating him, she takes it the job because her family is at risk of losing everything they have left. What happens when the hatred they have for each other slowly turns into something darker, when forced proximity turns every argument into temptation? He is everything she is taught to fear. She is the weakness he was taught to crush. And when one forbidden moment shatters the boundary between hate and desire, will Lena be able to walk away from the boy who might ruin her life?
View MoreThis nerd had balls of steel, I'd give her that.She had threatened my football career.My. Actual. Fucking. Football. Career.I sat on the edge of my bed, stared at the ceiling and breathed through my nose because the only other alternative was putting my angry fist through the wall, and I'd promised Martin that I would try.I'd said those exact words three years ago after the last massive fight with my father, sitting on the edge of my brother's bed while Martin looked up at me with those eyes that trusted me more than I deserved. I'll try, buddy. I promise.I was trying. I was sitting here trying to be calm instead of going back downstairs and flipping that entire dining room table and dragging that bratty girl out by her hair, and that was trying.The thing making it worse, the thing sitting on top of the anger like salt on an injury and stopping me from doing what I actually wanted, was the mother situation.Because if Lena reported me, my mother would do what she always did when
NINEMartin had fallen asleep mid-sentence.One moment he was telling me about the classification system he'd invented for his train collection that was colour-coded by era, which I chose not to point out was exactly the kind of thing I did with curriculum notes at two in the morning, and the next his head was drooping toward the table. No warning. Just gone.I sat there for a moment watching him sleep, his cheek pressed against his forearm, with his model train, apparently his favourite one, still tucked under his elbow.He trusted me enough to fall asleep in front of me.I didn't know why that hit as hard as it did. I just sat with it for a second before I carefully gathered his papers, stacked them, capped his pen, and then walked him upstairs with one hand on his shoulder to keep him pointed in the right direction. He didn't wake up fully. Just shuffled alongside me on autopilot, climbed into his bed still mostly unconscious, and curled around his train as he'd probably done a t
EIGHT"So this is what you came to talk to my brother about?"I shrank back in my chair before I could stop myself. Jace was in the kitchen doorway blocking out the light with his massive frame, his dark eyes on me, arms crossed. Apparently, he’d been watching us from the top of the stairs full of suspicion, with a pissed-off expression on his face.Why the heck was he acting like this? What was I doing to do, kidnap Martin?"We were just talking," I said. "That's all.""You're supposed to be teaching him schoolwork.""Its.. It’s important for teachers to build trust with their students so that they are more open to learning. One of the ways to do that is by chatting about their interests.” I tried to explain.“Is that so?”I continued, “Yes. Anyway, we already finished the assessment. We were just…”"Just what exactly?"I opened my mouth. Closed it. Then I stared straight at the table, completely unable to look at anything, most especially him because looking at him directly still re
SEVEN"What?"I never expected it, he’d been such a quiet kid so far, asking very few questions, and now all of a sudden he was asking me that?!Martin blinked at me, tilted his head in confusion, then he repeated himself again like he'd been perfectly clear the first time."I asked you a question. I said are you my brother's girlfriend?""No," I said. "Absolutely not."He considered it for a while, biting his lip and thinking hard. "Are you sure?""Very.""Because there's always different girls here and he tells me they're his girlfriends." A pause. "You could be one and not know.""I think I'd know.""He has a lot.""I'm sure he does." I didn't bother hiding my disgust at those words.There's no way I’d ever go out with a guy like that, he’d cured me of my crush completely. Sure I was plain and on the bigger side and I wasn’t exactly his type, and everyone would probably say I would be lucky to be with a boy as great and handsome and popular as him…"But I'm not one of them. I'm her
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