was he thinking? His papers and notebooks, snug against his side, fell to the ground. He didn’t seem to care. Brows knit together, he shoved me against the wall. I squeaked and opened my mouth, but I couldn’t even string two words together. Somehow the force of being shoved and his strong grip sent exciting sensations throughout my body. He took a shaky breath. “Why did you talk to me then walk away?” he asked. My heart beat out of my chest and I licked my lips. “I…sorry,” was all I could manage. His breath spread warmth across my neck as he leaned closer. “Your heart’s beating fast. Are you afraid of me or do you actually like it when I’m close to you?” I gasped as he pressed his body against me. His solid chest, squishing my breast back. My nipples hardened from the slightest brush. Was this really happening? “Why are you doing this?” I whispered. He gritted his teeth and stared. Sharp fangs peeked out from his upper lip. Was I seeing things? Reaching up, I attempted to feel them, but he turned his head away. A group of students passed with curious looks on their faces. The guy in the group stepped up. His blond hair, slick against his head. “Everything okay here?” he asked with a sharp tone. Danny’s body shook and let me go. Then he reared on the stranger. “It’s none of your damn business!” he growled. Blondie ignored him and looked at me. “You okay? Is this guy bothering you?” he asked. The girls behind him smiled slightly and I rolled my eyes. I could tell this guy was only out to impress the ladies. “She’s fine!” Danny said and balled his fists. Quickly, I grabbed his hands. “We’re good. He’s not bothering me,” I said and rubbed his hands. Danny’s eyes widened and he pushed me away. A frown curled onto his lips. Blondie nodded slowly. “Okay,” he said and motioned for the girls to follow him. I leaned down and picked up Danny’s notebooks. Then I shoved them in his bag. “Didn’t know you still had the temper tantrums,” I said and paused. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the writing. The S’s curved weakly making them look like a random scraggly line. The same as the threating letter Randy got the other day. ‘Stay away from her !’ Shit! Danny’s the one who broke the window, but why? “They’re not temper tantrums,” he snipped as he grabbed his backpack away and shoved the rest of the papers inside. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I shrugged and wiped my sweaty palms over my thighs. Then I stood up. The noise in the hall died down and all I could hear was the beating of my heart. So many questions popped in my mind. “What the hell was that note about?” I asked. Danny paused. He looked up at me. His crystal blue eyes serious and desperate. “How’d you know it was me?” My eyes widened as I took a step back. “Same writing, so why do you want Randy to stay away from me?” He stood up and grabbed my wrist. “Because you should be mine,” he said. A low growl escaped his throat. Nothing in the world would’ve prepared me for that. I should be his? Flawed as I am? He leaned in and kissed my cheek gently. Then he grabbed my leg and held it up as he pressed his bulge against my cunt. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck. Leaning in, our mouths connected. His lips, soft and warm. All past regrets faded into nothing. Our tongues danced as he groped my ass. My body ignited with desire and I could feel the juices flow deep inside me. I craved him. Needed him. Running his hand through my hair, he grabbed a fist full and pulled. “Ah!” I moaned as he showered my neck with hungry kisses. His teeth sank into my flesh just enough to bruise. My body screamed in delight. Randy could never make me feel like this. How was Danny able to elicit deep feelings with just one touch? One kiss? My eyes widened as he tugged at my shirt. His hands parted my legs. What happened when he