Zane had been in love with her since they were fourteen, maybe before that, they had been neighbors since they were children. but if he had ever said that he'd loved her she'd never talk to him again. She hated him, he leaned into that every day since he found out she saw him as a rival or enemy. Purposefully interfered in her relationships making her partners feel like something was going on with them. And he followed her to university, and made it hard to not see him at every function and party as he weaved his way into her friend groups. She must have though he was the biggest jackass, hating her as much as she hated him, but the reality was he loved her. He did all this to have a reason to be close to her. But as their paths in live were about to divulge he needed a reason to stay in her life, and the party had been the perfect cover. If he couldn't have her wanting his heart he'd have her craving his body.
And with that his body had her pressed against the wall as his fingers were inside of her. The music of the party outside drowning out their moans, his lips against her leg. Wondering if the rumors of how good he would treat her had made their ways around to her. He didn't want to be her eneemy, but if it meant feeling her fingers in his back as she was willing to hate fuck him, it wouldn't matter to him. "Any louder and they might come check the closet."
