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But I know it’s already his.
“What are you doing here?” I sit up, trying to dry my eyes.
“You weren’t at the game,” he says with next to no emotion.
“I quit the squad.”
His eyes narrow. “Are you fucking Conner?”
“Excuse me?” A hand drifts to my throat as I swallow a fresh wave of tears.
He stalks toward me, his expression menacing. “Are. You. Fucking. My. Brother?”
“You think I...” I inhale a shuddering breath, anger filling every jagged crack of my heart. “You cast me aside like I was nothing, and you have the balls to stand there and ask if I’m sleeping with Conner, of all people?”
“I saw him. I saw the two of you—”
“What did you see, Cole?” I yell, getting in his face. “Did you see him comforting me? Holding me while I broke because of everything that happened? Did you see that?” I slam my hands against his chest. “You left me, you fucking abandoned me when I needed you most, so don’t you dare stand there and accuse me of being in the wrong here.”
Cole’s eyes glitter dangerously. I don’t see his hand before it snaps out and grabs my throat. “Don’t play games with me, preppy. He’s my brother, my fucking twin. And if I find out something happened between the two of you, I’ll kill him.”
“Fuck. You.” I spit the words. For a second, Cole looks completely shocked, but his mask of surprise morphs into one of pure rage as he hoists me against his body and marches over to the nearest wall. My back slams against it, knocking the wind clean from my lungs.
“You drive me in-fucking-sane,” he growls against my lips, trying to kiss me. But I turn away, trying to deny him.
“I hate you,” I seethe.
“No you don’t. You hate that you don’t hate me.” He holds my neck tenderly, stroking my pulse point with his thumb as he stares down at me.
Tears stream down my face as I splinter apart at his confusing touch, at the torment in his eyes. “I wish I’d never met you,” I whisper.
He stills and then pounces, pressing his lips hard against mine, his body crushing me. “Take it back,” he growls, plunging his tongue into my mouth.
“Never,” I say, grabbing his face and taking control.
We kiss like animals, wild and uninhibited. Liquid lust courses through my veins, numbing all the pain and heartache until I’m drowning in Cole, in his feral kiss and ferocious touch.
His fingers dig ruthlessly into my ass as his tongue fucks my mouth without apology. Nothing about this is a reconciliation. It’s an exorcism. We both push and pull and fight to expel every bad memory, the self-loathing we live with day in and day out, the regret we harbor.
Cole claws at my pajamas, literally shredding the material from my body. I scratch and pull at his hoodie, needing it gone, needing nothing between us but skin.
“Fuck, Hadley,” he rasps as I bite his neck, not caring if I draw blood or not.
He fists my hair, pulling sharply, and I whimper. “Do that again and I’ll punish you.” Dark intention swirls in his eyes.
I bare my teeth and snarl.
“It’s like you were fucking made for me.” His expression softens just for a second, but it soon slides away when he rips his jeans open and shoves them down his hips.
Cole doesn’t give me any warning as he slams inside me, making us both cry out. My hands curl around his broad shoulders, holding on as he fucks me hard against the wall.
“This is mine,” he grits out, his jaw tight.
“God, it’s—” The words get stuck as he pounds into me.
“Feel that?” He slows, rolling his hips in a circle, grinding against my clit. “Your pussy knows who she belongs to.”
My inner walls clench around him at the dirty words. “Harder,” I pant. “Make it hurt.”
