I followed Dastien out the door. He kept walking until he hit the tree line between the dorm and the classroom building. His grey T-shirt wasn’t tight, but he couldn’t have hidden his muscles if he tried.
Use your head, Tessa. “Are you going to keep walking, or do you want to talk?”
He spun, eyes glowing. “Stay away from Christopher Matthews.”
I had a second to be freaked out by the eye change, before I got seriously pissed off. “You’ve got some nerve. You’re the one with the f*****g girlfriend.”
“What? I don’t have a girlfriend. Just please. Tessa. Just stay away from the guys.”
“What do you call Imogene?”
“A friend. A very old, very loyal friend.”
“Well guess what. Chris is a friend. A very new, very fun friend.” My blood boiled. “News flash: I haven’t done anything wrong. You hav
