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Chapter 1

“Holy Christ Een-Dazs quality” Kat stood beside ape, eyes plastered on Sculpt as currently pounding into his opponent, The Obliterator “Daainst the wall fuckable”

She pinched my arm when I didn’t respond

“O” I rubbed the spot where her fingers squeezed my skin

“You see those arainst the wall and fuck you without even huffing Nix that, I want hi”

Sculpt was naked fro with every punch His long legs were agile and lean, able to uy’s slower bulk Kind of like a Huainst a bulldozer

But, there was so him with breathless excitement mixed with a spritz of nervousness They were dark, nearly black and piercing, as if he was looking right into his opponent and breaking him apart with his concentrated fearlessness Shivers tap-danced acrosshitin a field withall aroundeffect, yet beautiful and odd at the same time

“You sure you want to do this?” Kat’s voice tore me away from Sculpt who had just thrown The Obliterator onto his back and was pulling his aruys, but he looks really scary A hot scary, but still the hotness doesn’t negate the scary cause he is oozing scariness What about one of those classes? You know, the ones the college offers”

I’d already considered it, but waiting three months until classes started in September was not an option for me I needed Sculpt’s help now, and since Kat’s brother knew hiuy was in a rock band and was only fighting to try andNot

“Matt says he’s a good guy,” I reuy hadn’t killed anyone yet I think his ansould’ve been far different if he knew Kat and I were interested in actuallySculpt

My breath hitched as Sculpt pushed his dah the esture, but when he did itit was likeinfused with electricity Why was I suddenly so hot? It wasn’t like Toronto was scorching in June, although right now it felt over a hundred degrees and humid as hell

“Yeah, Matt says that so he doesn’t get the crap beat out of hihed because Matt was over six foot, all muscle, and didn’t take “crap” fro beets for the rest of the o in a drinking and driving accident Unfortunately, it had been their dad who’d been driving drunk and ran into a cehteen at the time, raised Kat on his own, and he cooked—Kat didn’t That ive her beets for a et beets too, but I liked beets

“Holy Jesus You see that?” Kat started ju Sculpt’s nae crowd as The Obliterator lay unconscious on the ground “One punch and down for the count Woot Woot Woot,” Kat shouted while pu the air with her fist

I clapped, but as I watched Sculpt, blood dripping down his forehead into his eye, and his chest glistening with sweat, my nerves crept up on ht, he was scary The tattoo on his left arm extended from his shoulder down to his elbow The dark black ink popped the ies so they appeared three dimensional and vibrant It suited him and made him totallyfuckable

I noticed Sculpt’s eyes narrow and stare at solanced over my shoulder to see what held his attention so intently and expected to see soirl Instead I saw an olderat the back of the warehouse looking right back at Sculpt It was so obvious, everyone else was jostling one another or exchanging ht back at Sculpt His thin lips curved upward in slow motion It wasn’t a warm-and-fuzzy smile, more like a smile that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention, begging to be plucked so they could run for their lives

Sculpt’s body stiffened Maybe others wouldn’t have noticed, but I did, because when he ran his hand through his hair this tiers were curled and his nails looked like they would’ve dug grooves into his scalp When he lowered his arid

I glanced back over lint in his tapered eyes, and his thin lips were pressed together so hard that his botto a suit; odd considering they were in a filthy abandoned warehouse with e kids

Lip-guy gave one nod to Sculpt then turned and started to leave He was surrounded by fivering I tugged on Kat’s shirt “Who’s that? The guy leaving”

Kat glanced over her shoulder toward the door and shrugged “No idea, but” She froze, eyes widening “Fuck Fuck Fuck Matt”