scoffed.
Roseline eyed him up. His possessive nature was beginning to grate on her nerves. She knew she was thinking irrationally, but her brief meeting with Gabriel had thrown her for a loop. And to add more fuel to the fire, Nicolae chose that moment to pop his head around the corner.
“Everything alright?”
Sadie groaned loudly, whirling around. “I said wait by the car Nicolae. Can you not understand basic English?”
He raised his hands in surrender and turned, but not before glaring icily at Roseline. He’d made his presence known and it irked her. Nicolae was checking on her…or more accurately, he was checking on Gabriel.
William chucked the nearly empty cups aside as they headed towards the parking lot “So are we gonna go party or not? Sophie Reynolds is throwing a huge bash at her house tonight. Wanna crash?”
“I’m game,” Sadie grinned, wiping the mascara smudges from her face.
Roseline shook her head. “No. I’m actually not feeling too well. I think I might be coming down with something.”
“Want a ride?” William asked, spinning his keys around his finger.
“Nah. I’m good. I don’t want to ruin your plans.” Roseline waved them off.
“You sure?” Sadie asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. They’d reached the parking lot, and if she hadn’t just seen Gabriel head out with two of his cronies, she’d have thought Roseline was just trying to ditch them.
“Yeah,” Roseline nodded, swiping a narrow line of sweat beading along her brow. She didn’t have to fake an illness. With the way her stomach flip flopped at the thought of Gabriel’s reaction to her earlier, she knew it was gonna be a long night.
“Well…” Sadie trailed, glancing questioningly at Roseline. “I guess we’ll see you at school on Monday.”
Roseline nodded, waving. “Have fun!”
***
“What’s with you man?” Oliver asked, shoving Gabriel in the shoulder. He was zoned out, completely oblivious to the blaring music, the stench of vomit wafting from the overflowing toilet down the hall or his wanna -be pole dancer girlfriend using his leg for an impromptu dance. “Claire is all over you.”
Gabriel pushed up off the couch, spilling a very drunk Claire onto the floor. He stumbled over her, not caring to stick around to hear her shrill ranting. Gabriel needed air. He pushed through the back door and fell into a lounge chair.
Staring up at the stars, all he could see was Rose. Her silky skin, long delicate bronze tresses, gorgeous eyes that saw right through him and the full lips that he knew would haunt his dreams. He didn’t want to be at that party. He didn’t want Claire dry humping his leg like a dog in heat. He wanted Rose, beautiful mysterious Rose.
What was it about her that felt so right? He’d dated tons of girls over the years, but none had ever gripped him so tightly. And they’d certainly never felt electric to the touch.
Gabriel buried his head in his hands. He clamped his eyes shut as the world began to spin. Drinking had been a really bad idea, but he’d needed to take the edge off. Now all he’d managed to do was compound his problems.
He sank to the ground, disappearing into the shadows as he crawled on hands and knees to the cool damp grass. It felt like slipping into a refreshing pool on a sweltering day. His skin was on fire, fueled by a bubbling volcano in the pit of his stomach.
Pain radiated through his body. He wanted to cry out, to plead for help, but no one would have heard him over the music. He lay, in agony, as liquid fire raced through his veins. Gabriel could feel something shifting, like his entire genetic code was adapting.
The fire began to smolder, racing back towards his core. It rounded his heart and shot out through his eyes. The pain vanished as the purest blue glow exploded from his eyes.
Roseline eyed him up. His possessive nature was beginning to grate on her nerves. She knew she was thinking irrationally, but her brief meeting with Gabriel had thrown her for a loop. And to add more fuel to the fire, Nicolae chose that moment to pop his head around the corner.
“Everything alright?”
Sadie groaned loudly, whirling around. “I said wait by the car Nicolae. Can you not understand basic English?”
He raised his hands in surrender and turned, but not before glaring icily at Roseline. He’d made his presence known and it irked her. Nicolae was checking on her…or more accurately, he was checking on Gabriel.
William chucked the nearly empty cups aside as they headed towards the parking lot “So are we gonna go party or not? Sophie Reynolds is throwing a huge bash at her house tonight. Wanna crash?”
“I’m game,” Sadie grinned, wiping the mascara smudges from her face.
Roseline shook her head. “No. I’m actually not feeling too well. I think I might be coming down with something.”
“Want a ride?” William asked, spinning his keys around his finger.
“Nah. I’m good. I don’t want to ruin your plans.” Roseline waved them off.
“You sure?” Sadie asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. They’d reached the parking lot, and if she hadn’t just seen Gabriel head out with two of his cronies, she’d have thought Roseline was just trying to ditch them.
“Yeah,” Roseline nodded, swiping a narrow line of sweat beading along her brow. She didn’t have to fake an illness. With the way her stomach flip flopped at the thought of Gabriel’s reaction to her earlier, she knew it was gonna be a long night.
“Well…” Sadie trailed, glancing questioningly at Roseline. “I guess we’ll see you at school on Monday.”
Roseline nodded, waving. “Have fun!”
***
“What’s with you man?” Oliver asked, shoving Gabriel in the shoulder. He was zoned out, completely oblivious to the blaring music, the stench of vomit wafting from the overflowing toilet down the hall or his wanna -be pole dancer girlfriend using his leg for an impromptu dance. “Claire is all over you.”
Gabriel pushed up off the couch, spilling a very drunk Claire onto the floor. He stumbled over her, not caring to stick around to hear her shrill ranting. Gabriel needed air. He pushed through the back door and fell into a lounge chair.
Staring up at the stars, all he could see was Rose. Her silky skin, long delicate bronze tresses, gorgeous eyes that saw right through him and the full lips that he knew would haunt his dreams. He didn’t want to be at that party. He didn’t want Claire dry humping his leg like a dog in heat. He wanted Rose, beautiful mysterious Rose.
What was it about her that felt so right? He’d dated tons of girls over the years, but none had ever gripped him so tightly. And they’d certainly never felt electric to the touch.
Gabriel buried his head in his hands. He clamped his eyes shut as the world began to spin. Drinking had been a really bad idea, but he’d needed to take the edge off. Now all he’d managed to do was compound his problems.
He sank to the ground, disappearing into the shadows as he crawled on hands and knees to the cool damp grass. It felt like slipping into a refreshing pool on a sweltering day. His skin was on fire, fueled by a bubbling volcano in the pit of his stomach.
Pain radiated through his body. He wanted to cry out, to plead for help, but no one would have heard him over the music. He lay, in agony, as liquid fire raced through his veins. Gabriel could feel something shifting, like his entire genetic code was adapting.
The fire began to smolder, racing back towards his core. It rounded his heart and shot out through his eyes. The pain vanished as the purest blue glow exploded from his eyes.
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