Tying Her Laces: The Devil's Submission

her hands again, dis

she instructed. "Collect your freshma

pped it aggressively, eager to escape the classroom

eam of students moving down the main corridor. The air w

ell of floor wax and stale sweat hit her nose. The massive room was f

buried in his pockets. He looked entirely unbothered by the

n bleachers. She flipped her blonde hair over h

breathy. "Do you know where the sleepi

ght past Blair, his eyes scanning the massive

walked straight past her, l

d hands clenched into tight fists at her side

a heavy olive-green duffel bag packed with a tent and survival

ane's sweaty fingers. The massive bag p

suddenly clamped

scles in his forearm flexed as he hefted the massive

d up, her ch

defensively. She reached out, trying

teps her att

king through his icy facade. He tossed his metal w

ng hot. But she caught the metal bottle, secr

ned with a sharp, physical pang of pure jealousy. She noted the gentle,

p beside Blair, follow

child," Cassidy whispered

a cold whisper. A toxic seed of ha

up," he told Sloane, carrying both of t

trides. "This mandatory camping trip is a human rig

all field. The heat radiated off the turf. A long lineu

p to them. He slapped

ifting, Astor?" Finn laughed,

an ankle if she tried,

m. Her knuckles stung against his so

ead at their familiar bickering, a

ee. He dropped the bags onto the pavement and turned,

her, the teasing g

Julian warned, his voice low and serious. "

uncomfortable flutter. She pushed past his arm

ane in the narrow aisle, Blair intentionally dropped her s

s hit the metal railing hard. She

the back of the bus, her spine rigid, leaving S