Chapter Ten
*Westleyan*
I place my hand on Mila’s back and lead her towards the helicopter. Heat shoots up my arm from the simple touch and I know that this Augustus guy wants to kill me. The feeling is mutual. How dare he think he has any claim to what belongs to me. If she isn’t interested in being in a relationship, I have no doubt that she doesn’t actually have feelings for him.
I direct Augustus and Reese to sit in the cockpit away from us. It’s too loud to talk so we sit in silence for the forty-five minute ride to the jet, but I think she preferred it that way.
We board the plane in silence, Reese and Augustus stopping to sit in the lounge. Mila is about to join them when I take her hand and pull her towards the back of the plane.
Augustus stands as though he’s going to try
