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“You’re just saying that to get rid of me. Well, it’s not going to work. Just because Tori is back in the picture doesn’t mean I will bow out and let her have you. You are mine, Bash, and you have been mine ever since you got enough sense to ditch the gutter trash.”
“Tori is not gutter trash,” I growl. “If anyone is trash, it’s you. It’s a shame your money can’t buy you some class.”
“Don’t get all high and mighty on me. You’re no saint, Bash. I’ve witnessed you do quite a few things that would make your precious Tori sick to her stomach. She has no idea what you’re like.” Harper tugs at the seam of my shirt, holding onto me with a firm grip. “We are supposed to be together. You and I make sense together.”
“Just because you’ve done some of those things with me doesn’t mean that I enjoyed them. Not when you were the one blackmailing me into doing them in the first place. If it were up to me, I would’ve set things with Tori straight years ago, instead of allowing her to…” I can’t even finish the rest of my thought, too ashamed of what had happened to Tori because of me. Because of our breakup.
“She went crazy. So, what? It wasn’t the end of the world.”
Peeling her disgusting fingers from my shirt, I take a step back. “Don’t pretend like you understand what that situation was like for Tori or for me. After she found me in bed with another girl…”My voice trails off because I see no point in finishing my thought. This conversation is fucking pointless.
“It was a misunderstanding,” she says, throwing her hands onto her narrow hips. “If she weren't such a bitch, she would’ve let you explain.”
“It shouldn’t have happened in the first place. That’s the part you don’t seem to understand.” Shaking my head, I can’t stand the sight of her or the smug expression splayed across her face. “This arrangement of ours is over. Get it through your head, Harper.”
“How about I go back to the SAC and tell Tori all about the scholarship she earned?” she says, using air quotes. “I’m sure she will think differently about you once she finds out what you did to keep her on campus. It’s pathetic.”
“What’s pathetic is you and this conversation.” Pivoting my foot away from her, I glance at her one last time. “Don’t show up at my house. Don’t follow me to class. And don’t come near Tori again. Are we clear?”
She grinds her teeth together and spits out. “Crystal.”
I turn on my heel, walking away from her when she calls out, “You will regret this, Bash.”
“No, I won’t,” I yell back, my eyes focused on the walkway in front of me. “The only thing I regret is not doing this sooner.”
I wasn’t joking when I told Tori that I enrolled in all her classes. She cannot avoid me anymore. Our relationship is back on track along with Tori’s health. She can fight me all she wants, but we are together again, whether she likes it or not. I know she still loves me.
As I slip into the desk next to her, I get a look so evil from To
ri that her eyes could slice right through me. She likes to sit in the back row of every class, making this easier than I had thought to get close to her once again. Acting as though she’s about to relocate, she clutches the edge of the desk, thinking about her next action with her gaze focused on the front of the classroom.
I reach out and cup my hand over hers, holding her in place. The heat that travels between us is intense but calming. When it comes to Tori, we have always had a special connection. We both feel it. She cannot deny that what we share is more than our physical attraction for one another.
“I’m sorry about earlier,” I whisper to Tori.
She stills in her chair, allowing me to thread my fingers between hers, the energy she radiates coming off her in waves. “I don’t forgive you,” she mumbles under her breath. “I can’t believe you left me alone and for that skank Harper, of all people.” Turning her head to look me in the eye, she finishes, “Do you have any idea how embarrassing that was for me, sitting with your friends after you ditched me?”
“I didn’t ditch you. The only reason I went with Harper was to get rid of her. She’s jealous of you and wants to cause problems with us. But I won’t allow her to get in the way. I handled the situation. Don’t feel threatened by her. You have nothing to worry about.”
“As if she would ever threaten me.” She rolls her eyes at me, the corner of her lip turning up in disgust. “But don’t expect me to forget that you chose her over me.”
“It wasn’t a choice between you or Harper. I was trying to take the path of least resistance. To get Harper out of our lives, I had to deal with her.”
“So,” she says with anger in her tone, “did you deal with her?”
I flash one of my boyish smiles in her direction, hoping it will lower her guard, and it does. “She won’t be a problem anymore. I promise.”
“Harper is a spoiled brat, just like you, and used to getting what she wants. You fed into her bullshit. I don’t have time for these games or the drama that comes with being your girlfriend.”
By stroking her skin with my thumb, I get her undivided attention. She locks onto me, staring into my eyes. We share a moment where her lips part, along with her thighs. I never miss the response I get from Tori.
Staring down at her legs, I lick my lips. The professor begins speaking into the microphone, but I cannot stop thinking about what I want to do to Tori, especially when she’s wearing a skirt that allows me easy access. Her thighs are tanned and toned, and when I reach between them, tiny bumps dot her skin. She should stop me. I should stop myself. But I want to feel her, connect with her on a more intimate level.
No one can see us back here. We’re all alone and in the last row. The class sizes at Strickland University are bigger than other schools. With the desks situated up high enough that no one can see, I tell myself it’s okay to keep going.
Unable to think of anything other than what’s underneath the thin material between her legs, I slide my hand further up her leg, rubbing the silky fabric. If we were alone, I’d kiss every inch of her, make her come with my tongue and then, thrust my throbbing cock into her wet pussy. But she will have to settle for the next best thing.
Moving her panties to the side, I slip my fingers inside her. As always, she’s soaked for me. I love that I have such an instantaneous effect on her every time we are together. If she would have given in years ago, allowed me to plead my case. I’m not the monster she once thought. Now, I think she’s starting to see that and believe it for herself. Or so I hope.
