I got enough running speed that my knee was able to connect with the guy's head knocking him down. The brunette went down with him.
They both lay flat.
The fuck? Is he dead?
That blonde hair! "Aren't you Lucas Gram?" I gasped. The famous unbendable Lucas Gram! The one almost everyone has tried to sleep with but can't?
Is he into this kind of nefarious play?
Why do all the handsome guys have something wrong with them?!
Lucas glared up at me and his eyes flashed a bright yellow as he got up from the ground. The overwhelming pressure in the air made me grab my beads for dear life.
For a moment he stared at me and I stared back at him.
Suddenly, he lunged forward faster than humanly possible, closing the distance in a blur. He grabbed me hard by the neck, nearly lifting me off my feet. His grip was iron, crushing the wind from my lungs.
"So you know who I am?" he hissed at me.
