Wolfe | ARCHER HIGH SERIES BOOK 1

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NICOLE

Damn Wolfe Knight. Who the hell did he think he was, demanding I spend the weekend getting to know him?
After everything he did to Michelle, he could jump off a cliff for all I cared.

I didn't want to get to know Wolfe. His reputation was so bad I thought it couldn't be true, until he fucked Michelle over and then treated me like shit.

Tears stung my eyes at the thought of spending a weekend with the school bully.

Most girls wouldn't care, but I'm not most girls. I didn't want to be anywhere near him.

All the other girls at school swooned over Wolfe Knight, with his midnight black hair and light eyes. Not to mention his ripped, broad body, and full mouth.

No wonder Michelle fell for him.

I didn't see why kind, sweet Michelle would want anything to do with a monster like Wolfe.

I shuddered, tugging my underwear on quickly.
There wasn't a single thing I liked about him.
His dad was completely different, however, and he idolised me and my mom. He seemed exasperated with Wolfe, but Wolfe was always on his best behaviour when his dad was around.

I wish they weren't going away this weekend.
Hopefully Kaden would come over. Out of Wolfe's friends, he was my favourite.
Jagger was too beautiful to look at, Colton was dark and mysterious, and as for Hunter...he reminded me of a Norse God with the appetite of a horse. But Kaden...not only was he gorgeous, flirty and very complimentary, he seemed to have a side to him that the others didn't.

The four boys dominated Archer High, but I did everything I could to avoid them.

It was only when Michelle hooked up with Wolfe that I saw more of them, and they were intimidating to say the least. But Kaden was okay. He was in my math class, but his grades were slipping so I didn't know how much longer he'd be in there.

I ran a brush through my hair, biting my lip at the memory of the orgasm I'd had in the shower.
Sometimes I needed release, and the shower was a great place to let go. I'd probably love shower sex, all that steam and hot water...damn.

I heard heated words coming from down the hall, and I poked my head out to see Wolfe glaring at Michelle.
His hair was wet, and he had a towel around his waist as he moved his silvery gaze to me.

I couldn't stop myself from staring at him, and he smirked, arching a brow in my direction.

"As I was saying, anytime you want to suck me off, you know where my room is."

Michelle grimaced and hurried to my room, pushing past me.

"Why do you have to say shit like that?" I demanded, no longer caring about the consequences. "You're disgusting."

Wolfe gazed at me, his smirk dissolving as he stroked his abs, pushing the towel loose around his waist.

"You're jealous I won't let you suck it."

I pretended to gag as I moved back into my room, slamming the door behind me.

Michelle sat on my bed looking miserable.

"He's such an asshat, ignore him." I tugged on my black jeans as she watched me. "What the hell did you see in him, Shell?"

"He wasn't always a dick. Sometimes he was okay." Michelle chewed on her lip as I dragged my off-shoulder emerald top on and began to dry my hair.

I couldn't believe a word of what Michelle said.

"Until you caught him in bed with some girl. I rest my case, he's a dick."

Michelle nodded, smiling at me. "You look hot in that outfit. Tell me you're wearing heels."

I glanced across the hallway toward my closet. "I wasn't planning on it." I frowned. "More like my Vans."

"Heels, deffo."

I shook my head, curling the ends of my hair with the brush.

"Vans." I decided, and Michelle rolled her eyes.

"You could have any guy you know, if you just tried a teeny bit..."

"Can you hear yourself?" I laughed, partially from shock.

If I tried?

Michelle groaned. "Okay, heels or contacts. Please? For me? Just for tonight."

I finished drying my hair while contemplating it.
I didn't care for contact lenses, and only wore them if I went out running. Which was hardly ever since we moved here, and the neighborhood was filled with the guys from school.

No way.

I would like to look good though, after all, Liam was going to be there.

"I'll wear contacts but I'm not wearing heels," I said with a sigh as Michelle clapped her hands together.
"Fine. You want to impress your college boy, don't you?"

I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my smile.

"What about you?" I teased, rubbing some lip balm on my lips. "Hoping to see anyone special tonight?"

Michelle flushed and shrugged her shoulders, but I knew she still had it bad for Wolfe.

"Please don't say him," I pleaded as her eyes widened.

"No, of course not."

Liar.

I pulled my Vans on, and we moved to the door.
"He's not worth it. He treated you like shit, and you deserve so much more than him. Any girl in her right mind would steer well clear of that walking STD."
Tugging the door open, we strode down the hallway to find the house empty.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I locked up behind us, shoving the key in my pocket.

"I know I need to get over him," Michelle murmured, giving me a pleasing glance. "But please don't be mad if I end up with him. You know what I'm like."

I shook my head, wondering where her fucking self respect was.

"Nope, I'm hiding you from him. Maybe your dream guy will be there," I said with a wink.

Michelle shrugged, her blonde curls bobbing as she tried to keep up with me.

"Told you. You should've worn Vans."

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