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She points to her face. “You have grease all over the right side of your face. Looks like the truck is kicking your ass.”
The grin on my face widens as I yank my shirt off and wipe my face with it. Just like Friday night, her eyes drop to my chest. Fuck, I wonder if she’s even seen a naked guy. I doubt it. She’s probably one of those women who insist you switch the light off before fucking.
“See something you like, Princess?”
Her eyes dart to my face, and I wink at her as a blush colors her cheeks. I’d like to find out if her cheeks will flush the same way when she’s coming apart under me.
She lifts a tray with frosted glasses. I didn’t even notice that she brought us something to drink.
“Yeah, I do,” she says as she places the tray on the floor. “Just a pity that such a great body is being wasted on a shitty personality.”
“Burn!” Marcus laughs from behind me. The fucker has been watching this little dance between Leigh and me. I give him a thanks-for-having-my-back-dickhead glare which
only makes him laugh harder.
“So being a bitch, it just comes naturally to you?”
She arches an eyebrow, clearly ready for anything I might throw at her today. For some fucked up reason, I’m not willing to admit to myself yet, I find this feisty side of her sexy as hell compared to the frazzled mess she was at the party.
“No, it’s an allergic reaction I have to assholes like yourself.”
“You really love that word… assholes. For a pretty little thing, you sure love to talk dirty.”
She flips her hair over her shoulder and smiles sweetly. Yeah, like I’d be stupid enough to fall for that shit.
“You have a thing for the word bitches. But don’t worry, I understand. We can’t all have good taste in vocabulary.”
I glance up to the heavens for help as Marcus starts cracking up with laughter. Logan joins in, only making things worse.
“Finally, someone who doesn’t take shit from my brother.”
I glare at Logan, but he ignores it and widens his smile as he reaches a hand out to her.
“I’m Logan West, the better brother.”
I can’t argue with that because he really is the better brother.
“Leigh Baxter. I see you got the personality and charm. Lucky for you he got saddled with all the shitty parts.”
Fuck, this woman is really pushing it. I give her a look which promises payback when she least expects it.
“Well, it was… fun, for lack of a better word. When you’re done with the drinks, please bring the tray up to the apartment.”
I watch her walk away, thinking it won’t be much of a hardship to screw that stuck-up attitude out of her.
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LEIGH
I hold the cold bottle of water to my neck, trying to cool down after my altercation with Jaxson. There’s just something about him that gets under my skin.
I walk back to the couch and take a sip of the water as I sit down. Dragging my laptop closer, I fully intend on getting lost in the latest posts on all the medical forums I’m a member of.
When I read the same post for the fourth time, I sigh and lean my head back against the couch. Jaxson West. Even his name sounds hot.
Ugh.
Whatever I’m feeling right now feels nothing like the crush I had on one of my professors.
