Page 46 of Devious Knight

Kade straightens and I look back at him.

“Remember what I said.”

As if I could forget.

Tearing his gaze away from me he walks away, proceeding down the path past Mackenzie.

The two of us watch him until he goes through the swinging doors that lead into the changing rooms.

Mackenzie looks back at me, wide-eyed, and rushes up to me. “What the hell just happened?” She blurts in one breath.

“I… um… Nothing.”

“That did not look like nothing to me.” Her eyes are still as wide as saucers. “He had no shirt on and hello, yes, the man is hot and wanted by every woman with eyes but when I last checked, you two were enemies.”

“We are enemies, and it was nothing. You know what he’s like.”

“Yeah, exactly. Isabelle?—”

“Mackenzie, please.” I shake my head and press my cold fingers to my warm cheeks. “Can we just go? Please. I’m completely tapped out.”

She looks like she wants to continue questioning me, but I’m thankful when she nods and drops the subject.

The truth is I don’t have an answer for her. I don’t even have an answer for myself. I don’t know what the hell just happened with Kade but it’s left my head spinning with confusion.

“Sure. Let’s go to that deli you like. Maybe we can eat in the park.” Mackenzie smiles.

“That sounds great.” I need to get off campus and get some fresh air somewhere away from here.

“Come on.”

We leave but I feel more conflicted than ever.

What are you doing to me, Kade?

And since when do I belong to you?

Chapter Eleven

Isabelle

Michael: Hey Izzy, sorry I can’t make dinner tonight. Something came up that I can’t move around. Maybe we can reschedule for another time.

I lean against my kitchen counter and stare at the text that just came in from Michael.

My shoulders slump and I breathe out a ragged sigh. Looks like I’ll spend another night in front of the TV. Thanks, Kade, you asshole.

I wonder what Kade said to him. Michael didn’t look like the kind of guy you could threaten easily. But maybe it’s like I thought. No one wants trouble with the Ivanov elite. I guess I wasn’t worth the risk or the trouble.

At least Michael didn’t lie about what the something that came up was, like all the other guys. And he called me Izzy. He got that from Thorne. He’s the only one who calls me that.

Michael was sweet to offer a reschedule, but I know the drill. The other guys said that, too, and of course there was never a follow-up text.

When I saw them after that they all acted as if nothing ever happened and like I was supposed to take the hint that they were no longer interested in dating me.

At first it was jarring, until I found out Kade was behind it. Up until today I had no real confirmation, only what I’d been told.

Now I’ve witnessed Kade’s assholery for myself and I’m even madder than I was before.