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I stop squirming. “Sorry for what?”
“For assuming you’d want to go to homecoming with me. For trying to strong-arm you into going.” He heaves out a breath. “I’m not used to working so hard to get a girl’s attention, all right? You’ve gotta give me some room to fuck up.”
“I don’t need to give you room for anything, Kingston. I never asked for your attention. I don’t want your attention.”
His jaw clenches. “Don’t lie to yourself, Jazz. We both know your body wants my attention very much. In fact, I’d bet you thought about me all night after I dropped you off. That when you stuck your fingers inside your wet little pussy, you wished they were mine.”
My mouth gapes. Mostly because he’s right, but I’m not about to admit that.
“You’re an egotistical asshole.”
Kingston gives me a wicked grin. “But I’m right. Admit it.”
I look away. “I’m not admitting shit.”
He adjusts his grip until both of my wrists are now clenched in one of his hands. With the other hand, he puts pressure on my chin until I turn back to him.
His hazel eyes twinkle. “Admit it.”
“No.”
Kingston laughs. “Fine, then I’ll prove my point another way.”
In the next moment, he unfastens his seat belt and leans over the console to slam his lips against mine. I’m so shocked, it takes me a second to figure out what’s happening. Once I do, I tell myself to pull away—or punch him in the nuts—but instead, I’m moaning into his mouth, deepening the kiss. When he releases my wrists, I undo my seat belt and take fistfuls of his hair, pulling myself closer.
He groans when I tug harder as his lips travel down the slope of my neck. “Jasmine...” Kiss. “Will you please...” Kiss. “Go to homecoming with me?” Kiss.
“No.” I gasp when he bites down, before licking the sting away.
“Are you saying you need more convincing? Because I’m definitely up for that.” Kingston pulls back and nods to his growing erection, clearly outlined in his black chinos.
“I am not having sex with you, so you’ll need to take care of your little problem some other way.”
He grins. “Jazz, as you may recall, there’s nothing little about me. Shit, at Donovan’s party, you couldn’t stop telling me how much you loved my huge dick.”
I flush in anger. Or maybe arousal. Nope, let’s go with anger. I narrow my eyes at him, irritated at the reminder of the night I still can’t remember. I can’t believe I didn’t think to grill him about it before now.
“What really happened that night? Don’t bullshit me.”
He flips down his visor and fixes the mess I made of his hair. “You saw the pictures. And video. I think it’s pretty obvious what happened.”
“C’mon, Kingston. You say I need to trust you. Well, you need to earn that trust. Tell me the truth. I know I didn’t have sex with either one of you. Why can’t you just admit that?”
He searches my eyes for a moment. “You’re not ready for the truth.”
Ugh. Infuriating man!
“I’m a lot stronger than you seem to think.” I flip my visor and smooth out my hair. “And until you’re ready to provide some answers, I have nothing to say to you.”
I exit the vehicle and cringe when I see a large crowd gathered around Kingston’s car. Peyton and her squad are up front, trying to murder me with their eyes. I stifle a groan when I realize all these people just saw me and Kingston making out. Crap, why do I lose all sense when he touches me?
Kingston gets out of the car and barks, “Back the fuck up.”
I’m still frozen in place as he grabs my hand. The crowd parts like the Red Sea as he pulls me behind him, not releasing me until we’re standing in front of my locker.
He nods toward my locker. “Hurry up and get whatever shit you need. I’ll walk you to class.”
“I don’t need you to walk me anywhere. Don’t you think you’ve caused enough trouble this morning? It’s bad enough that you think you can kiss me without my consent, but it’s even worse you did it in front of half the school!”
