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Cole didn’t claim me.
I gave myself willingly.
Whether or not he decides to keep me is another thing entirely.
“No way, no fucking way.” Conner slams his hands against the foosball table, making the whole thing shake and rattle.
“Sore loser.” Remi grins at him. “Now you have to go get us milkshakes.”
“I preferred my orgasm wager,” he mumbles, making a nearby couple usher their kids away.
I smother a chuckle, watching him stomp off like a petulant child.
“Cole, you want to play?” Remi asks. He’s been quiet since we got here. Perched on a stool, he watches me.
“Cole,” she hisses, and he finally slides his narrowed gaze to her. “I said do you—"
“I heard you,” he grunts.
“So fucking answer her next time.” Ace scowls. “Come on, babe, I want to check out that game over there.”
“What game?” Remi frowns.
“That one.” He flicks his head to what looks like the emergency exit.
“I don’t—”
He silences her with a hard look, and she melts against him. “Oh.”
They leave us to go find a quiet corner to make out in.
“Do you want to play?” I flick my eyes to the foosball table, but Cole just continues staring at me.
“What?” I finally ask, growing restless under his heated regard.
He slides off the stool and stalks toward me until we’re chest to chest and the edge of the table bites into the back of my thighs. “Just wondering what it’d be like to bend you over this and fuck you.”
“C-Cole,” I whimper, biting my lip.
“We should take a page out of Ace and Remi’s book and go find somewhere quiet to—”
“Where’d everyone go?” Conner’s voice is like a bucket of ice water, and Cole instantly jerks away from me. I release the breath caught in my throat and turn to Conner.
“Hmm, thanks.” It comes out a little shaky as I take my milkshake.
“What’s going on?” He eyes me and then glances at Cole.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing, right. And Ace and Remi are where exactly?” He slides the tray onto the high table.
“Probably fucking out back.”
I flinch at Cole’s crass words.
“And you two,” Conner wags a finger between us, “were what? Talking strategy?” His brow rises.
“Con,” Cole warns.
