Taming the Bad Boy Was a Mistake Chapter 07

Taming the Bad Boy Was a Mistake Chapter 07 The Real Meter

The whole room went dead silent.

You could have heard a pin drop.

Dylan stayed frozen in the position I’d yanked him into, like a statue.

Tiny beads of blood still welled up on his lip.

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After what felt like forever, he blinked. Those eyes, always so sharp and fierce, were now full of confusion.

“What… did you say?”

“I said Simon likes guys!” I yelled.

Dylan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Not that part.”

“The part before that.”

My face flushed red, and my confidence instantly dropped by half. “I said… I didn’t want other girls looking at your collarbones…”

Something shifted in Dylan’s eyes.

The empty gray vanished, replaced by blinding, crazy joy.

He let out a quiet, shaky laugh.

It grew louder, until his whole shoulders shook.

“F*ck.”

He cursed under his breath, fisted a hand in my hair, and kissed me like he owned me.

It was brutal, possessive, like he wanted to devour me whole.

Whistles and cheers erupted around us.

But I couldn’t hear any of it.

The only thing in my head was the System’s notification chime:

[Ding-Abnormal fluctuation detected in the meter!]

[Recalibrating…]

[Calibration complete.]

[Congratulations. Host! The previous system error has been fixed. That meter wasn’t the “Annoyance meter” at all-it was the “Suppression Meter.”]

[Suppression Meter: This measures how much the target has been suppressing his true nature, his possessiveness, and his urge to lock you up-all to fit your preferences.]

[Suppression Meter has now reset to zero.]

[Love Meter: 1,000,000% (off the charts!)]

[Host, you’re safe. Well… actually, in a way, you’re in even more danger now. Heh heh.]

That night, Dylan gave me a piggyback ride all the way back to school.

The rain had stopped. Streetlights stretched our shadows long.

He walked so slow, like he wanted the road to never end.

“Hey.” He spoke suddenly, amusement still thick in his voice. “You really think my white hair looked hot?

I mumbled a “mm-hmm” against his back.

“Dye it back tomorrow?”

“No.”

“Why not? You said you liked my wild side.”

I tugged his ear. “Finals are soon. Does wild get you extra points? Graduate first, then dye it whatever the hell you want.”

Dylan clicked his tongue. “Nag.”

But his voice was dripping with affection.

“Oh.” He paused like he’d just remembered. “That Simon… he’s really into guys?”

“Dead serious! Truer than true!”

“Oh.” Dylan nodded, and his mood visibly improved even more. “Then we should take him out for a meal sometime. Bring your bestie too.”

I got suspicious. “Why?”

“To thank him.” Dylan turned his head to the side, his dark eyes gleaming under the lights. “If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have realized how important I am to you!

I burned red, burying my face in his neck to hide.

We reached my dorm.

Dylan set me down but wouldn’t let go, twisting my fingers between his.

“Go on up.”

‘Mm.”

I turned to leave, but he yanked me back.

“Natalie.”

“What?”

He stared at me, dead serious. “Don’t make me guess anymore. I’m stupid, never dated before, don’t get the subtle shit. Say it if you’re mad. Tell me what you want. Short of you leaving me, I’d give you my whole damn life.”

My eyes burned. I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek.