Park and Violet by Marian Tee Page A

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          He threw the door open. “What the fuck, Violet?” He kept his eyes trained on her face. Even after two long weeks, his dick still couldn’t seem to understand that she was his friend and therefore off-limits. And lately, with Violet having the habit of dropping by in one of her silky contraptions, the kind that did more revealing than hiding, Park had also developed the habit of not looking at Violet below the neck.
          She beamed at him.
          That just made him more irritated. “Violet, I swear to God, if you only came here to fucking smile—”
          She shook her head.
          “Then what is it?”
          “It’s my first day in uni.” She mumbled the words so low he had to make her repeat herself before he understood what she was saying.
          Park reared back, incredulous. “So? What the fuck do you want then? That I say goodbye to you before you go to school or give you allowance or something? I’m not your dad.”
          Violet winced at his tone even though she wasn’t hurt by it any longer. She had long come to the conclusion that Park was not a morning person at all. She lifted her chin. “It means as my friend you’re supposed to walk me to school.”
          Park started choking. “Are you serious? My classes don’t start till noon. And just in case you don’t know how to read a watch, it’s still seven in the morning.” Then he smirked. “Your classes don’t start till nine. Does this mean the supposedly super confident Violet is…nervous?”
          Violet tried not to look green even as she lied haughtily, “Of course not.”
          He gave her a knowing look, now awake enough to get in the spirit of teasing Violet. “Yes, you are.”
          She changed the subject. “You have to walk me to school.”
          “Nope.”
          “You will.” She shook his arm for effect, never mind if he was like an unmoving block of cement.
          “A) I’m not your father. B) I’m not your brother. C) God forbid that I’m your boyfriend. D) I’m only your friend under coercion and E) I’m not paid to do that and even if you offered, I still wouldn’t take it.”
          She gritted her teeth. One would have thought two weeks of friendship would have made Park less of a jerk but no . Sometimes, he was actually more of a jerk. “You could just say no,” she snapped.
          “I did,” Park reminded her helpfully. “You didn’t seem to understand.”
          She crossed her arms against her chest. “Well, I don’t care. You’re going to walk me to school.” She paused then grumbled out, “I’m afraid I’m going to lose my way.”
          “Tough.”
          “If you don’t walk me to school—”
          “You’ll what? Kill me?”
          His condescending tone irked her so much that Violet gave him a deadly look and she frowned hard, thinking of the one thing that could make him see things her way.
          And then she realized what it was.
          She smiled slowly.
          Uh-oh. Park immediately started to close the door, but Violet was too quick for him and she wiggled her way inside his room.
          Damn. “Out,” he barked.
          She shook her head, still smiling that terrifyingly evil smile of hers. “If you don’t walk me to school…”
          He gave her a hard look.
          She walked to him slowly.
          He tried not to show how wary he was.
          She stood on her tiptoes and then blew on his ear.
          Goosebumps popped out on his skin.
          “I’m going to kiss you.”
          Park pushed her away violently and although Violet almost fell to the floor, she burst into laughter.
          “You think I like you?” he spat.
          “Of course not.” She was completely honest in this score. “But you don’t have to like someone to be attracted.” Violet flashed Park a