Chapter 18

“Oh… Um, thanks?”

“No problem, babe,” Stacy smiled. “I don’t know what it is about you. Maybe it’s the shyness, but I feel like I need to protect you.” Stacy shrugged and placed her perfectly manicured hand on Indianna’s arm. “Just be careful with Greyson, okay?”

“Okay,” Indianna nodded, and Stacy walked off with her gang following. Indianna shrugged her shoulders and looked to the canteen doors and frowned.

Deep down, she wanted to go back to Greyson, but she was stubborn and didn’t want to give in so easily—even if it did make her ill.

“Indie!” Greyson called, pushing the doors open and arching an eyebrow at her. “I’m in your head,” he scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Come on.”

Indianna sighed and slowly made her way over to him, liking the way the sparks flooded her body when he wrapped his arm around her waist.

“What did the bitch want?”

“She wa