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since they didn’t have classes on Friday or Monday, many of the students were taking advantage of the last free weekend before the final weeks of classes and tests began. Ricky and two of his buddies were headed to Las Vegas, and Mary and Ari were staying at Mary’s parents’ condo in Scottsdale. Kylie had thought about going to Pinewood Springs, but she didn’t want to bump into Jerry. Plus her stepsister Emily was causing another bout of drama with her drinking, and Kylie wasn’t up for the bullshit that all entailed.
    “Thanks, but I’m good. I’m going to take advantage of the quiet and get started on the final term paper in my English Lit class. I have a ton of crap to do for psychology and sociology. It’ll be good to just hang and take it easy.”
    “Do you think it’s wise to be here alone when you got that creep bothering you?”
    “I’m not alone. A lot of people on our floor and in the building are staying. Also, I’m going to talk to security after my classes. I’m good.” She glanced at the clock. “Oh, shit, I gotta run. I’m late for poli-sci. Later.” She closed the door behind her then dashed off to class.
    After her classes, Kylie filed yet another report with security and then decided to go to the grocery store to stock up on some food for the upcoming weekend. An hour later, she swung into Parking Lot A, happy to have found a space close to her building. She had overbought, and now regretted it as she hauled out the grocery bags and water, trying to carry them all in one trip.
    She slammed down the trunk and lugged her bags, her head bent down when the familiar sewing machine noise made her jerk her head up. The purple Corvette blocked her way, and the sun reflected off the mirrored lenses of the flashy sunglasses. Her stomach churned and she clutched her bags tighter.
    “Hi, Kylie.” His smooth voice made her skin prick with goose bumps.
    “What the fuck do you want?”
    His face was still hidden in the shadows of the car, but she could see his full lips and his bright white teeth. “Such ugly language coming from a beautiful mouth.” He shook his head.
    “I don’t have time for your shit.”
    “You mad at me?” He smiled flatly.
    “I don’t appreciate you following me, and if you don’t stop it, I’m going to tell my dad, who isn’t going to like it one bit. And believe me, you don’t want to make my dad mad.” She jutted out her chin in defiance.
    His smile disappeared. “You threatening me? I thought you were a big girl, Kylie. I didn’t know you were a baby who had to run to her daddy for everything.” He leaned further back into the shadows of the car. “Go ahead and tell your daddy. I’m not scared of him.”
    “You would be, if you knew who he was.”
    “I do. He’s president of the Insurgents MC, and I don’t give a fuck. You got that, pretty girl?”
    She heard the edge in his voice and knew she’d gotten to him. She wasn’t sure how he knew who her dad was, but he was probably too stupid to truly understand what Banger was capable of. Kylie cocked her head.
    “I’m tired of your stupid, bullying games. What’s the matter, you can’t get any women who want to go out with you?”
    He bared his teeth and she swore she heard a low growl, but then his smooth, suave demeanor was back. “I’m not playing a game with you. I just want to take you for a ride. You’re so pretty.”
    “Fat chance.” She took several steps backwards and sprinted around the car parked next to hers.
    “Are you dating Ricky?”
    Kylie stopped in her tracks, her mind reeling. He fucking knew everything about her. What the hell does he want? “It’s none of your business what I do. Stay the fuck away from me.”
    “You’re wrong, pretty girl. Everything about you is my business. Stop dating Ricky. You are mine .”
    Coldness crawled over her skin. “Campus security is on to you.”
    “Is that supposed to scare me? Those clowns are a joke.” She heard a click from his