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I wonder briefly if Conner might have hit the nail on the head earlier about me needing to get laid. It’s been too fucking long, but almost every one of the girls here turn me off instantly. They think they’re entitled to the world, and that includes getting their claws into the newest bad boys to roam the halls of this school.
All but one, a little voice screams in my head. I think back to having her laid out on my bed last night and my cock swells. It would have been so easy to take everything I needed. Hell knows she was ready for it. She was so wet her juices were running down my fingers.
But I can’t.
I can’t taint someone so pure with my darkness, no matter how much I might need her to keep her mouth fucking shut for me.
Practice is grueling, and as we stumble our way back to the locker rooms, I’m forced to listen to the complaints of the others. Apparently, Coach had warned us that he was about to turn the level up a little to ensure our success minus our star QB, but as I already knew, I wasn’t listening to a word of it.
While they all bitch like pussies, I revel in the pain. I love the pain. I need it.
As always, I keep to myself as we head for the showers. The rest of the team gossip about what happened at homecoming and the drama that was Michaela being pulled off her throne, thanks to Ace. Inwardly, I smile that such a vile bitch has been put in her place, but on the outside, my mask is firmly in place. It stays that way until I’m pulling my pants back on and someone asks Hayden a question that has my movements slowing so I can listen.
“You’re holding out on us, H. How was your date with Hadley Saturday night?”
“It wasn’t a date,” he argues.
“Well, a little birdy told me you took her down to the arcade and finished the night with a kiss.”
My blood boils at the thought of him putting his hands on Hadley, let alone his lips.
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“I’m not one to kiss and tell, man. You know that.”
“So you did kiss her? It’s about fucking time. You’ve been pining after her for too long. It was getting pathetic,” someone else adds.
I can’t argue with them—he’s a lost fucking puppy following her around with his tongue hanging out—but equally, I thought he was smart enough to know when feelings aren't reciprocated.
“Fuck off. We had a good night is all I’m saying.”
My teeth grind. Did she find me after being with him, or did she go back out after I’d been with her?
The thought of me leaving her that wet and needy only for her to immediately seek him out doesn’t sit right with me, especially after her little visit to my bedroom last night.
Having heard enough, I make quick work of pulling on the rest of my clothes. After shoving everything in my bag, I leave my teammates behind me in favor of finding the girl herself and getting the answers I need.
The rest of the school are still in class when I step out into the hallway. I make my way down to the girls’ locker room and settle myself in the shadows opposite as I wait for the cheer squad to finish up.
Commotion from the rest of the guys leaving sounds out long before the first cheerleader emerges. Eventually Lylah and her friends follow, looking picture perfect in their blue and white uniform, flawless makeup and smooth hair.
Nothing about any of them is appealing in any way. The rich pricks are welcome to these bitches as far as I’m concerned.
A few more leave, but at no point do I spot Hadley.
When the bell rings for second period and she still hasn’t appeared, I take matters into my own hands and stalk toward the door.
The room is a mirror image of ours, only where our walls are a shade of muddy blue, theirs are bubblegum pink. And it smells significantly better.
The space is silent as I make my way inside, looking for my target.
I start to think I must have missed her, or that she’s not even at school today, when a shadow catches my eye. I round the corner of the lockers and my breath catches when I find her sitting on the bench with her head bowed, staring at her phone.
If I cared about anyone aside from my brothers the sight might affect me, or at least make me question what I’m doing. But I don’t, so I push forward.
My shoes squeak on the floor and her head flies up. Her lips part in shock as her eyes widen.
“C-Cole, what are you doing in here?” she gasps, looking around her.
