to slap him, but he grabbed my wrist just before it was about to make contact.
"Aren't we feisty?" Morgan let my wrist go. "Why are you crying?"
I swiped at my cheeks and glanced at my car. "It's nothing." I tried to step past him and he blocked my path. "Move out of my way."
There were enough people around. All it would take was a scream to have them coming to my rescue. Hopefully.
He crossed his arms over his chest. "Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"What’s wrong?" My voice came out with a squeak. "You assholes are stalking me, kissing and touching me without my permission, and threatening me!"
"I've never kissed you or threatened you." He shook his head. "Wait, who the fuck kissed you?"
I found it hard to believe that Jax didn't tell him about the two kisses he'd laid on me. One of which I could still feel. I didn't even know why I allowed it to happen or why I didn't kick him in the nuts.
I should have kicked him in the nuts. Next time I would. I shook my head at the image of him pressing against me, his lips covering mine as his hands roamed my body.
"I've done nothing to you three." I darted around him and jumped in my car.
Before I managed to shut the door, he stopped it with his hand and leaned down to look me in the eye. "One of my favorite games is hide-and-seek."
"Is that supposed to scare me?" Because it did, but it also excited me in a sick and twisted way.
He laughed. "There's only one way to get me to leave you alone." He shut my door, giving me a little finger wave before going back into the dance studio.
What the hell was I going to do and what the fuck was wrong with me?
Chapter Five
Twenty-four hours.
I slammed my locker shut and pinched the bridge of my nose. Maybe I should look into independent study until everything blows over. I hadn't been able to focus at all in class thinking about my mom and the impending deadline set by the Tritons.
The evening before, I had gone to the police station, but they had been no help, saying that if my mom told me a date of return, I needed to wait until twenty-four hours after that date.
When I burst into tears, the officer took down some information and said he'd see what he could find out. I wasn't holding my breath.
Even worse, the morning news reported that, after an investigation, it had been discovered that engineers on the oil platform had reported the need for necessary fixes to the oil wells, but they had fallen on deaf ears.
Where was Robert Kline in this whole mess? No one knew. He had taken his private jet and vanished. The Federal Aviation Administration was still investigating where the plane had gone.
"You know what you need?" Aiden appeared beside me and slung his arm around my shoulders. "A night of fun. You. Me. Ivy. This Friday. Football game. Bonfire."
I groaned. "And how is that fun? They will be there, won't they?" I pulled open the door to the aquatic center and stopped to look at him. "It's bad enough that I have to do the coverage on swimming."
We entered the lobby area of the state-of-the-art facility. Most of the major high school swim meets were hosted there because of it. Even the lobby was impressive, with a giant snack bar and sitting areas with big screens.
I thought it was a bit much, but the swimming program brought in big money, not only for our school, but the community as well. Finn West was also one of the donors that helped fund it being built.
"Why can't Jax do the swimming coverage?"
I took my camera out of my bag as we entered the main facility. The swim teams were already training and I had a hard time keeping my eyes off the shirtless, muscular male forms. "He can't take pictures while swimming. I hate to say this, but the main photos should probably be those three."
As we got closer, the Tritons glanced in my direction and then their heads went together. They hadn't been in the water yet, but it looked like they were just getting ready to go in.
"Girl, I can't tell if they just gave you the stank eye or bedroom eyes." He plopped into a cushioned chair. "They are fine though. Maybe their kink is being dominant alphas and they want