CHAPTER 21
KIRA
“Did you have fun?” Xavier repeated, voice like ice.
“I—it wasn’t like that,” I stammered. “I didn’t even want to go.”
“Put something on.” His tone was sharp. “You have two minutes. Come outside.”
“What? Xavier, it’s late—”
“Two minutes, Kira. If I have to come get you, you won’t like what I do next.”
My heart leapt into my throat. I didn’t know what possessed me to obey, but I threw on the first hoodie I could find and slid into some shorts. I didn’t even check my hair. I rushed out barefoot in my slippers.
His black car was parked right across the street, engine humming low. I opened the door and slipped inside.
He didn’t look at me.
The car was silent.
I swallowed hard. "You didn’t have to—"
"Shut up," he snapped.
I fell silent, heat rushing to my cheeks.
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