Coven by Lacey Weatherford Page B

awkward
situation. “Where’s your sidekick?” I finally said, referring to
Megan as I started walking in the direction of the school; but he
followed me, shrugging.
    “Who knows? Maybe casting her wiles over
some other poor unsuspecting fool.”
    Narrowing my gaze, I stared at him. “The two
of you aren’t exclusive?” That would explain his proposition last
night.
    He chuckled. “We are. There’s no way in hell
I’d let some other guy be all over my girl. I’d have to mess a dude
up.”
    “Oh, so she’s exclusive and you can do
whatever you want then? I get it.” This guy made me sick. I had no
idea how someone as kind and caring as Seth had become best friends
with this punk.
    “I’ve never cheated on her.”
    “Not yet.”
    “When you say yes to me, I’ll dump her. See?
No cheating.”
    Stopping, I turned to face him full on. “You
really are an ass, you know that?”
    “Why? Because I like you?”
    “No because you’re the kind of guy who
treats girls like playthings made strictly for your amusement. Use
one and toss her aside once you find something new. Girls have
feelings, you know, and I happen to be on the cheer team with your girlfriend; so please stop trying to cause me any more
drama. I don’t need it.” I resumed my irritated march toward the
school.
    Jett matched my pace. “What can I say?
You’ve already made up your mind about me.”
    “There’s nothing you can say to change my
opinion of you. I see what you are—it’s written all over your
aura.” I waved my hand over him.
    “My . . . aura?”
    “Oh, quit playing dumb. I know you’re a
warlock. I know your parents are demons, too.”
    A low growl escaped him. “I see Seth hasn’t
been able to keep his mouth shut around you. Damn it. He’s known
you all of twenty-four hours and he’s already spilling
secrets.”
    “He had to tell me. My dad knew he was a
warlock as soon as he showed up.” Damn it, damn it, damn it. I
didn’t mean to tell him that.
    “Interesting,” he replied. “In fact, it’s
extremely interesting. I wonder if that means your dad knew he was
a warlock the same way my parents knew you were a witch?”
    Wisely, albeit too late, I kept my mouth
shut, refusing to acknowledge my dad was a demon like his
parents.
    “Is your mom demonic, too?” he asked in a
low voice.
    I swung on him, wagging my finger in his
face. “You stay away from me; and you stay away from my family. Do
you hear me?”
    Laughing, his extremely beautiful blue eyes
sparkled excitedly. “I like that you have fire inside you. It’s
sexy.”
    “I have more fire than you can handle,” I
replied, irritated even more that he didn’t seem to be bothered at
all.
    “I’d love to take a shot at handling
it.”
    “And I’d love to blow you into kingdom
come.”
    “Hey now. You barely know me.”
    “I know enough.” Turning, I resumed my path
into the school, but he caught me by the arm and dragged me off
several paces to the side.
    “I think the two of us have gotten off on
the wrong foot. Let’s call a truce shall we?”
    Fuming, I didn’t answer him.
    “Did I hurt your pride by asking you to
fight me?”
    “No, you hurt my pride by throwing the
fight. And who asks to fight someone the first day they start
school? You didn’t exactly put out the welcome mat, did you?”
    “I was just measuring you up. I had to make
sure you were what you claimed to be. I couldn’t have my boy, Seth,
getting all enamored with a fake, now could I?” He stroked his hand
briefly over his ever present five o’clock shadow.
    “If anyone is a fake here, it most certainly
isn’t me. I didn’t fight someone just so I could rub up against
them.”
    “Not gonna lie, that felt super nice. It got
me excited for more.” His eyes drifted over me, again.
    “Are you deaf? There isn’t going to be any
‘more’. I’ve only known you one day and already I’m tired of
playing your games.”
    His grip tightened on my arm as he pulled