Free Scornfully Yours (Torn Series) by Pamela Ann

great time, bizarre but enjoyable nonetheless.” I grinned at the studious man beside me.
         My smile faltered when he didn’t smile back. Why was he so serious all of a sudden? We were fine when we left his house.
         “I have this dinner thing on Tuesday night for a film I just signed up for to shoot this summer in Greece. Would you come with me and be my date?”
         “Oh, don’t you all discuss work details, though? I don’t want to intrude on that.” Not to mention, I would look like a complete idiot and so out of place.
         “You won’t. It’ll be fun. The director is my godfather, actually. So it’s going to be laidback, don’t worry. You’re going to have a blast. Say you’ll go with me?”
         “Do people ever tell you no ?” I cocked my brow at him. I somehow doubt he ever gets a ‘no’…especially from women.
         A lazy gorgeous smile etched on his face as he responded. “Well, there’s this girl…she’s stunning and funny…she has these beautiful blue eyes and golden hair…and she doesn’t seem to be interested in me, not one bit. Well as I, on the other hand, feel compelled to be with her and see more of her.”
         I nudged his arm. “Now you’re just being silly, Bass.”
         “I’ll pick you up at five, Tuesday afternoon?” He reached up to my face and his thumb and grazed my lip. His eyes darkened as he studied my lips.
         Why doesn’t he just kiss me already? He keeps staring at them all the time.
         Oh, hell yeah , I knew. My skin would prickle every time he did—that’s how I knew. His gaze was that powerful, it affected me even if I wasn’t looking or paying attention.
         “Bass…”
         He looked at me, his eyes unreadable. “Did you love that guy you were with, Em?”
       My throat ran dry. “Unfortunately, yes.”
        “I knew you did. I just needed confirmation. Thank you for your honesty.” Alright…then.
         He got out of the car and opened the door for me. I cleared my throat as I stared at him—the sun was glowing behind him, almost blinding me. “Bass, I think you’re great. But I don’t think I’m what you’re looking for. Everything’s complicated with me right now.”
        He held my chin and it forced me to look deep into his eyes—powerful in their passion, acute in their force.
        It reached something inside me.
        “Aren’t we starting out as friends as we agreed upon? Don’t worry, Em.” Bass gently kissed my forehead. “Be ready by five come Tuesday afternoon. I’ll see you then.” With that parting, he slid back inside his car, gunned the engine and raced out into traffic.
         I was standing on the pavement, rendered speechless.
         What a man…
         With my purse in hand, I strode toward my building and into my dorm. Thoughts of the night spent with Bass raced through my mind. The sunrise…each time I see them now—it will forever bring me back to my memory of the night I spent with Bass.
         I was about to unlock my room when the door was yanked open by an angry looking Carter.
         What was he doing here? Probably to see Lindsey, they were siblings after all.
         ”Uh…hello," I said lamely and started to walk towards my bedroom.
         Carter jumped out of nowhere.
        “Is that all you have to say? A fucking hello?!” He screeched.
         In my sleep deprived state, it annoyed the hell out of me. What a drama queen! I thought lamely. I could not be bombarded by him right now when I’m a bit tizzy.
         I turned around to face him and folded my arms across my chest. “What do you want Carter?”
         Carter pulled me inside my room and loudly shut the door. He shoved me up against the wall and placed his hands on each side of my head, caging me in. His ever signature pissed off move. “What I want is for you to explain what the hell you’re doing? The entire school