Paul’s eyes raked over Kiera in a way that was seriously pissing me off. He knew who she was; I was constantly studying her photo on the bus. He knew what she meant to me. And he also knew he could seriously damage us with a few well-placed words. I could feel Kiera fidgeting behind me, fixing the rest of her clothes. I struggled with what to do, because what I really wanted to do was kick his ass for purposely embarrassing her. But I knew…I knew…Paul could make this moment so much worse than just embarrassing. I had to be calm, I had to be nice. Maybe if I was, then he would be too. You can be jealous of me, but don’t be cruel. Please.

He was still holding up the curtain, bathing us in the light from the other room. He tried to look surprised, but the gleam of victory in his eyes gave it away. It also scared me. “Hey, sorry, Kellan…didn’t mean to…interrupt.” He smirked as he stepped into the room with us. “Hey, cutie, what’s up?”

Fuck. The creepy way he’d said that was like a premonition of what was about to happen. He was going to start something. He was going to hurt her. I had to get him out of here. As Paul stepped closer, I felt Kiera drop her head to my shoulder, mortified. I hated that her being embarrassed was actually the best outcome here. I shoved Paul’s shoulder, trying to hurry him along. “Yeah, well, it happens, don’t worry about it.”

Paul let out an amused chuckle as he let himself be pushed by me. When he was at the other curtain opening, he said, “Yeah, yeah, I’m leaving.” He opened that curtain, letting a softer light reach us. Then he gave me a smile that made my blood run cold. It was a smile that clearly said, You are so fucked. “Damn, man, I don’t know how you manage to always score with the hottest chick.” His eyes slid over Kiera as my stomach started knotting. “And two in one night, bro…I wish I had that kind of stamina.”

I could feel Kiera’s eyes on me, but all I could do was stare at Paul in utter disbelief. Why would you do that to me? What the fuck did I ever do to you? Paul gave me a satisfied sneer, then he said something that guaranteed his future fate. “Hey, sweetie, I’m available if you want to bang me next? I don’t mind getting his seconds…again.”

It looks like Evan will have to help me bury your body…because I’m going to fucking kill you.