Chapter 22

Micah's POV

I ground my jaw painfully. It was quite grueling, given how hardly Daniel had punched me in the face. I was sure the fuckwit had been itching to get his hands on me for quite a while. And then, I had taunted and given him the perfect opportunity. If only Maya hadn’t gotten injured in the process.

I winced as I remembered the callous way in which she had spoken to me when I had gone to see her in the nurse’s office. She had been livid with rage and didn’t want to talk to me. She asked me to leave and even though I didn’t want to, I obliged. It was better I gave her a while to cool off before I approached her again.

I got home and headed straight for the kitchen. I got out a bag of peas and held it up to my jaw, letting the coolness numb my flesh. It felt fucking good.

Again, I thought about Maya. Before the fight, she had looked between Daniel and me, torn between who to submit too. I had seen it in her eyes. She may hate my guts but she was attracted to me. She felt the p