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But despite the freedom a lot of kids got by hanging out there, it wasn’t a place that I typically wanted to go. But if Stella wanted to go, I’d be the first one there with her.
“I mean, if you want to go there, I’m game.”
She continued to stare at me. “Who are you and what have you done with Cannon?” She chuckled and shook her head. “First, you ditch Rachel, which by the way was probably one of the best decisions you’ve ever made, if I say so myself.” She grinned. “But now, you’re offering to go to Charlie’s, a place you never wanted to go, because, and I quote, ‘It’s dirty and Charlie probably jerks off in the milkshakes.’”
I laughed, but it sounded awkward.
I lifted my hand and rubbed the back of my head, not sure what to say. It wasn’t about what she’d said, but the fact all I could think about was Stella and how good she looked right now.
Just then, I heard Stella’s phone going off. She took her bag off and grabbed her cell out of the front pocket. She looked at the screen. “It’s my mom,” she said, a little exasperated. “I swear the older she gets, the more paranoid she is I’m gonna get kidnapped.” She typed out a text then shoved her phone back in her backpack and looked up at me, the sun hitting her blue eyes and making them almost glow.
“She’s just looking out for you,” I said low, my voice thick. “I can relate to those feelings.” She smiled shyly and looked away.
“Well, I wouldn’t want you to get kidnapped either.”
She grinned, flashing me straight, white teeth. She proceeded to pull her bottom lip between them, gently nibbling it. It took everything in me to hold back the groan that was about to spill.
“Listen, I better get going. Text me if you want me to swing by. I really don’t mind helping you study.” I nodded and before I could move or say anything, she lifted her hand in a wave and started walking away.
I sure as hell shouldn’t have looked down and stared at her ass, sure as fuck shouldn’t have envisioned pushing her up against the side of the field house, pulling up her little jean skirt, and sinking down to my knees.
God, the images that slammed into my head of me on my knees before her, of the things I’d do to her, had my cock growing hard against my uniform.
Shit, I was in so fucking deep.
7
Cannon
I sat on the couch with my legs kicked up on the coffee table, Tristan right beside me cursing as we played a first-person shooter game he’d brought over.
“Look at this asshole,” Tristan shouted at the screen.
I was shot in the center of the forehead and Tristan groaned and looked at me. “What the fuck, dude?”
I set my controller on the couch beside me, stood, and headed over to the mini fridge that was set up in the corner. After grabbing a bottle of water, I drank it as I watched Tristan set up another game.
“Dude, did I tell you Rani Clarkson totally backed her ass up against my dick the other day?” Tristan leaned back and put his feet on the coffee table. “It was totally not accidental either. She looked over her shoulder at me and winked.” He grinned. “I kind of feel like a fucking pig for popping a boner, but dude,” he said and looked over at me. “She’s so damn hot. Smart too. She’s not like the other chicks that walk the halls like they own the place. She doesn’t have her shirt so low her tits are pushed up to her chin.” He started playing the game. “You know what I mean. The chicks that have their skirts short enough that when they bend over, you can see what color underwear they’re wearing.” He shook his head. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that, because believe me, I’ve had my fair share of that type of female. But—” He shrugged one shoulder. “Maybe I’m seeing things more clearly in my old age.”
“Your old age?” I said and went back over to the couch, sitting down beside him and setting the water bottle on the table. “You’re being kind of extra, aren’t you?” I jabbed.
Tristan shrugged. “Maybe. But you know the girls at school are petty and jealous, and so overdone it’ll be like coyote ugly if you wake up next to them one morning. I mean, you got smart and broke up with Rachel.”
“Rachel and I were never a thing. We were never dating.” I said those words pretty harshly, because the thought of anyone thinking I’d been with Rachel left a bad taste in my mouth. I was punching the keys of the controller a little too hard, taking my aggression out on it. “Besides, who the hell told you all that?”
