Hate So Good: A High School Bully Romance (The Hate Series Book 2) Nina Lincoln (latest novels to read TXT) 📖

The bus lurches into motion, and our principal wanders toward the back, giving us the evil eye, before moving into his seat at the front.

As soon as he’s gone, Hayden pulls out a flask, and we share it down the line. It’s another fine demonstration of cheap ass whiskey, but it’ll make the ride bearable.

We’ve got a six-hour drive ahead of us, which means we will be well and truly in the middle of nowhere. With a shiver, I give a brief thought to be thankful my fan is long gone, and then refuse to go any further with those thoughts.

This trip is meant to be fun, and I don't want to brood on Nate and his treacherous plans for me, now shattered at his feet. I hope he enjoys jail, dick.

Everyone chatters and laughs around us, the din rising to a crescendo. We’re practically dizzy at the thought of five days of no school rooms and homework because although we’re still a few weeks from graduation, this is our last hurrah before we move on, graduate, and enter the world as adults. It’s a lovely thought. Too bad I didn’t apply to college.

“Yo, check this out,” Hayden says, and Colt rumbles a reply next to me.

The chick with the big um eyes joins in laughing breathily. You’d think I’d be past jealousy after everything we’ve been through, but where Colt’s concerned, it’s hard not to be. Women flock to him like flies to shit, which means a lot of women, and I’m still leery after the games Colt pulled. I guess some things truly do take time.

Eventually, the booze makes me sleepy, and I fade off, waking only to pee and eat our boxed lunch. We’ve stopped at a convenience store in the middle of nowhere, and I’m quite sure the kid behind the cash register is straight out of Deliverance.

The farther from civilization we go, the glummer I get. Yes, I want to have fun, but memories are assailing me that I can’t block—all courtesy of my dick dad and his incessant need for control.

Stop your bitching, or I’ll leave you behind.

We settle down on the grass behind the store to eat lunch, and suppressing a shiver, I smile when Colt lays his hand on my thigh while he chats with his friends.

Staring at my crappy lunch, I chew mindlessly, grimacing at the cardboard taste of ham and bread without mayo. Yum - not.

After our sad lunch, we get back on the road. I guess Hayden’s got his second wind because he proceeds to make out with his girl as soon as the bus lurches into motion, and I think it devolves into sex at some point, but I refuse to look, so I don’t know for sure.

The specter must be enough to get Colt going, though, because he gives me a fiery stare and pulls me into a heated kiss. Blocking me in so no one can see, he caresses my core through my jeans as he sucks my cries into his mouth, and slowly achingly, he brings me to orgasm, grunting his pleasure into my mouth.

Not to be outdone, but feeling shy, I take his dick from his pants and caress it between my fingers. He stares at me through lidded eyes, and with a smile, I slowly return the favor, closing my mouth over the tip when he comes.

He groans low in his throat and clutches me to him when we’re done. It’s magical and unforgettable, and I drop into sleep again, dreaming of the next time and the look in his eyes when he embraced me.

Goddamnit Finn, I’m tired of your bitchy mouth. Stop crying your fake ass tears before I give you something to cry about!

It's late afternoon when we arrive at our camping site, and I’m grumpy, disturbed by my dreams, filled with the memories I was hoping to escape. Clearly, this camping trip is bringing them to the fore, and I don’t appreciate it much.

We all escape the bus with smiles, although mine is forced, happy to be able to stretch our legs and breathe fresh air.

Colt grabs me to him as the Northside High busses pull in behind us, and I grin and wave when Ramie exits, Teddy alongside her.

Wandering over, I give her a hug and touch Teddy’s shoulder, to which he beams at me from his chair, not the least bit cowed about camping while I’ve been dreading it. It's a lesson to me, be grateful because these moments could be stolen from me at any moment.

And I vow to do my best to put the rotten thoughts of my dad aside, after all, this is my last chance to be a typical high school jerk. I should be embracing this shit.

The teachers pull us around for the obligatory speech, informing us we can pick our tent partner as long as it's the same sex, and the pairing off is approved ahead of time.

Glancing around, assuming Melissa would want to be my partner, I’m confused when she’s nowhere to be found.

When I ask Ramie, she whispers, “Stomach bug. She bowed out at the last minute.”

With a frown, I wonder if she’s really sick. She’s been off for weeks now, and I don't know what the deal is since she won't tell me.

Ramie agrees to be my partner, and after the staff approves us, we take off for the area reserved for the girls.

Colt gives me a meaningful look, and I smile, but I suspect sneaking into my area isn't going to be easy, not that I’m not looking forward to his efforts.

Ramie’s silent as we set up our tent, and after giving her several surreptitious glances, noting her grim expression, I finally ask, “Are you okay?”

“Hm?” she says, looking up.

Her jade eyes are vacant, and her mouth is turned down in a frown. “Oh, yes. I guess I don't know. I