Fake It 'Til You Break It(48)

“Oh, did you hear?” Krista turns to me. “Alex asked Ava to formal.”

I stop in my tracks and Krista slows, turning toward me.

“Does that bother you?” she asks with worry.

“No,” I say, maybe too quickly.

She gives a slow chuckle, and the two of us start walking again. “Are you sure, because it’s okay if it does. You and Nico are still new, and you’ve had a thing for Alex for years.”

“I’m a little surprised is all. I didn’t know they talked.” It’s the truth, but even more honestly would be admitting it doesn’t necessarily bother me. He dates all the time, so it’s not like I had a chance and lost it.

Right?

“You know how it is when dances roll around.” Krista chuckles. “Tons of people who have never dated start hanging out. Most of the time it doesn’t go past the after-party.”

I grin. “True.”

“Okay, see you at lunch later.” She walks into her next class a few doors down from mine.

I smooth my shirt down and pull my hair from where it’s gotten stuck under the strap of my backpack and walk into chemistry.

Alex looks away the second I enter, and I have to force myself not to frown. He’s ignored me all week.

I turn down a ride and he wants to act like a child about it and avoid me?

Ugh.

Nico is looking at his phone as I walk toward our table.

I don’t know what I expected from him, so I drop into my seat and continue to face forward, but not five seconds pass before he’s hooking his foot in the bottom of my stool and pulling it to him.

He shifts so his knees are spread wide, one in front of mine, the other behind me. His left arm comes around to drape across the back of my seat while he leaves his right laid out on the tabletop in front of me.

Nico leans in, so close I consider pulling back, but I can sense other eyes on us, so I stay planted where I am.

He gauges me. “How hard is it for you not to fidget right now?”

“Not hard.”

He leans in farther and I inhale.

His lips are less than an inch from mine when he asks, “How ‘bout now?”

“You’re going to get me in trouble.”

“Maybe you need to get in some trouble, Pixie,” he taunts, his voice liquid smoke.

I narrow my eyes.

So, he thinks he can play his little sex games and not get it back?

Sorry, Neek.

I lift my chin, my eyes purposely moving to his lips and back.

He glares.

I lick mine, letting warm air flow from my mouth, knowing it’s carrying to his.

“I thought I was a good girl, Neek?”

His jaw flexes slightly, the dark of his eyes amplifying the slightest bit.

Nico, not one to back down, scoots his body closer. “Prove it, D. Lay them thick lips on mine. Right here, right now.”

I fold and a heavy chuckle leaves him, but he doesn’t scoot away. He stays put until the teacher comes in and announces where we’re to ‘get to know’ our partners today.

The theatre.

Nico jumps up, grabs my hand and tugs me out the door.

I can’t help but notice the shock on Mr. Brando’s face as we fly by him.

When we enter, Nico looks at me.

“We’re not going to my spot,” I tell him.

“Why not? I took you to mine.”

“I didn’t ask you to, but we do need privacy. We have shit to talk about.”

“No.”

My mouth drops open. “No?”

He nods. “I’ll come over later, we can talk then.”

“To my house?”

He steps closer. “That a problem?”

I guess not. “What time were you thinking?”

“Practice isn’t over until five.”

“I have a studio class today, so I’m across town until six.”

“Fine. Seven?”

“Okay, but what about right now?”

He looks around, spotting Evan and Alex on the stairs to the stage, and then looks back to me. “Come on.”

Hesitantly, I follow.

I squeal lightly when he suddenly lifts me by the hips and sets me on the edge so my legs are dangling over the side. Nico hops up beside me.

“Why did you and Josie break up?” The question flies from my mouth before I can stop it.

Nico’s glare swings to mine. “Why?”

“Shouldn’t I know that?”

“No.” His answer is instant.

“But you tried to convince me you needed to know about my bedroom preferences and experiences,” I whisper, mockingly.

“That’s different.”

“How?”

“Because I have to know how to please you, Demi. It’s all a part of being your man. You don’t need to know why my ex couldn’t do the same for me.”

I look away, willing the heat creeping up my neck to go away. I glance back at Nico to find him frowning.

“Why you asking?” he questions.

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to act when it comes to her, she knows you more than anyone I’m guessing, so it’s a lot,” I admit. “Being yourself is working just fine for you, I don’t want to be the one to screw this up without even realizing it.”