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My teeth grind with my need to physically remove her, but I know I can’t. Just one more day and this will all be over.
Just one more day.
“So, when can we meet up again?”
“I’m busy the next couple of nights. Saturday?”
“What about Homecoming? Who are you going with?”
“I’m not going to Homecoming. It’s not my kind of thing.”
“That’s a damn shame, Ace.” She pouts. “I bet you’d look killer in a tux. I’m sure I could convince you.” Her hand begins to lower, but I catch her wrist before she gets over my waistband. I might be on board with playing her, but she’s doesn’t get to fucking touch me. Ever.
My balls firmly belong in Remi’s hands, not hers.
“I’m sure you could. But right now, we’re both late for class, so… Shall we?” I gesture toward the door that most of our classmates have already disappeared through.
“Sure. But I’m not letting you run away. You’ve given me a taste now, Ace. I want the rest.”
She runs her eyes down my body and my stomach turns over. It’s bad enough she’s seen me topless, she’s not getting her eyes, or hands, on any more of me, that’s for fucking sure.
“I can’t wait.” It doesn't matter that there’s no sincerity in my words. She still beams in delight.
Stupid bitch.
You deserve every bit of what’s coming your way.
The final class drags.
Work drags.
Everything fucking drags because she’s not by my side.
I don’t bother going straight home after work. Instead I chance my luck with Sarah. Only this time, I don’t even make it past the front door. Apparently, I need to give her daughter space and time to decide what she wants, and that she’ll contact me when she’s ready.
Well, I call fucking bullshit. How can she decide what she really wants when she doesn't know everything?
Your fault, asshole. You could have told her the whole story.
I ignore James’ calls for me to join him in the dining room for dinner as I walk through the house. I don’t have the fucking patience to play happy family right now. I grab a plate from Ellen as I blow through the kitchen and take it out to the pool house with me, spending the evening alone, sitting in the dark with the last of my weed for company. It sure as fuck isn’t as fulfilling as having Remi beside me.
I start to think my luck is changing when I’m lying in bed later that night, waiting for sleep to claim me, because when my cell beeps with a message, her name lights up the screen.
Only the message I receive isn’t anywhere near what I was expecting.
Remi: Stop stalking me, Ace. It’s getting really fucking pathetic.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Remi
“Remi, sweetheart, can I come in?”
“I’m still not feeling good, Mom,” I mumble, hoping she’ll leave me alone.
“Okay, missy, I’ve given you enough time to wallow.” She slips into the room. “Time to come back to the real world.”
“Go away.” I pull the cushion over my head.
