Chapter 23

“He told me,” Greyson said and pursed his lips. “He’s a fucking ass for saying it, but he was angry. He isn’t in control when he’s angry. Brooklyn knows how he gets; she’ll forgive him soon.”

“What did he say?” Indianna wondered, glancing up at Greyson.

“That’s not my place to say,” he shrugged and grabbed Indianna’s hand. “Let’s go.”

“Where are we going?” Indianna asked when they walked past their classroom.

“I’ve had enough school for today, we’re going back to mine,” he shrugged.

“Greyson!” Indianna gasped. “We can’t bunk lessons!”

“Why not?”

“Because we’re not allowed.”

“Shut up, sugar,” he chuckled. “The teachers don’t turn up, so why should we?”

Greyson tightened his grip on Indianna and pulled her down the hallway and out of the school.

“Greyson!” Indianna complained, trying to dig h