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“Nice?” I ask. “I thought you were smart, Michaela. I don’t do nice.”

“Even better. I have a thing for bad, bad boys.” She bites down on her overly plump bottom lip and takes a step toward me. “And I know that you like to live on the wild side.”

I raise a brow. Is this bitch for real?

“Is that right?” I ask, playing with her to see how far she really is willing to take this as an idea begins to form in my mind.

Her hands land on my chest, and I have to fight not to react and push her away. They slide up until they’re locked around the back of my neck. She reaches up on her tiptoes so her breasts press against me.

“So what do you say, Ace? You fancy starting the weekend right? I know I can do things to you that others can’t.” She might not say Remi’s name, but we both know that’s exactly who she means.

I refrain from pointing out that it’s not possible.

“How so?” I spin us until she’s pressed up against the building wall. I stare down at her as if I might be interested in what she has to offer, but the reality is that my stomach is turning with my need to get away.

“I don’t have a gag reflex.”

“Is that so?”

“I could suck you so fucking deep, baby.”

“Well damn.” I fight the urge to retch. “I’ve got plans tonight, but maybe I’ll have to take you up on the offer. I’m always up for discovering people’s… hidden talents.” Not that I believe for one minute this is hidden in any way. She’s probably had half of the football team’s cocks in her mouth.

“And what’s your hidden talent, Ace?” she drawls. “Will I get to experience that too?”

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

I push from the wall and run my eyes down her body. As usual, she’s wearing the fucking cheer uniform. She really needs to have a day off with this bullshit.

“I’ll see you soon, Michaela.” I wink and her pupils dilate. Fucking hussy. Just the hint of something happening and she’s practically on her knees already.

At least she served one purpose: I’m no longer sporting the semi I’ve been walking around with since Remi forgave me.

Without looking back, I head toward the parking lot where I’m hoping there’s a girl waiting for me who does things to me that Michaela never could.

“So, are you going to tell me what this surprise is yet?” Remi asks as I pull up outside her house.

“Nope. But I need you to do something for me.”

“Oh?”

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“I need you to go inside and pack a bag.”

“A bag?” She narrows her eyes at me.

“Yep. You need enough stuff for the weekend.”

“The weekend?” A smile begins to play on her lips.

“The whole fucking weekend, Princess.”

She squeals and claps her hands together in delight.

“The quicker you get your shit, the sooner it can start, baby.”

“Yes!” She runs toward the front door as I laugh at her excitement. She has no idea where we’re going or what we’re doing, yet I think she’s more excited than I’ve ever seen her at the prospect of spending the weekend with me. Me. I shake my head. How the fuck did I get so lucky?

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