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I take him and show him the small private courtyard off one of the bedrooms that has a small fountain. We used to throw coins in and make wishes. After Macy found out, she started keeping a jar of coins here for us. I’m ecstatic when I see that she has kept doing it. I take out a coin and hand one to Diesel.
“Make a wish.”
We both close our eyes, and when we open them, we both throw our coins into the small fountain that now looking at it looks like a bird bath.
We spend the rest of the afternoon together at all of my favourite spots. I tell him the stories behind each place, and he laughs along with me. By the time the sun sets, we make our way back to the main house so that I can say goodbye. I’m so glad that I came today, I feel free of the guilt that was eating me alive.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Diesel
Everything is set in place, the last fight night is set to happen tonight. Marlow sent me and Mr. Jamison the dirt he found on my father, but the proof that he has a sex tape of a minor on his personal phone is enough to get an arrest warrant. Cyrus is a huge bag of nerves. She is convinced the tape will get out, but I have assured her that if my father does anything with the tape at this point, Marlow will know and has it set to reach him and that is all.
Trusting a man she doesn’t know isn’t something that she is comfortable with, but Marlow is a man of his word. If he couldn’t do it, he would be honest.
My father hasn’t released a list of who we will be fighting, and we won’t know until tonight. Since I wiped Sax out of the running, there really isn’t anyone else left. Sax would need to challenge one of the triplets in the next few hours for their points, and I doubt that he could get them to take his bait. He could possibly provoke Rebel, but he is having too much fun annoying Wilder by fighting for Luna at this point, and Rebel doesn't want to settle down.
I will win by default, but I plan to refuse the win, which means my acceptance to Briar University will be revoked. We get automatically accepted for taking part in the fights. It’s stupid and not based on merit, just on our participation in our senior year fights. One more way for our fathers to control our lives. Half of us are too stupid to see it. We fight for the fun of it, and it’s an added bonus that we don’t even have to consider university, it’s just handed to us. I know the triplets and Lux will still probably go. I will have no choice but to take a gap year and apply later.
I have been too damn chicken to bring it up with Cyrus, she doesn’t talk about her plans after school finishes, and honestly, I don’t know if she even knows. Before Zeke died, I’m sure they had some plans, and now everything has changed.
“What’s going on inside that head of yours?” Cyrus asks, crawling up my bed and straddling my lap.
“If I throw the fight tonight or refuse to take my win then I won’t get into Briar University.”
Her brows pull together. “Why not?”
“Our acceptance is based on the fights.”
“Oh, okay. You can accept the win if going to Briar is important. I won’t stop you.”
“No, I won’t win you, or have you even for a second think that you’re property to me.”
“But…”
“No,” I snap, not meaning the tone, but it’s not up for discussion. She might think that she won’t feel that way, but it only takes one seed of doubt. “I’m sorry, but just, no.”
“Okay, so you can come with me.”
“And where do you think you’re going?” I ask, flipping her onto her back and hovering above her.
“I want to travel for a few months and then come back and find somewhere to live and apply to New Hope University. If you like fighting so much, Neverland has some good MMA or some kind of program.”
“You would want me to come with you?”
She nods and smiles. “I mean, I would kind of miss this.”
She unhooks the button on my pants and slides her small hand into my boxers, stroking my hardening length.
“Is that all I am to you, a piece of meat?”
She snorts. “You have some other okay qualities I suppose.”
“I’ll give you okay qualities.”
I pull her oversized shirt up over her head and leave it covering her face as she giggles. I trail kisses down her stomach, she has a small scar on her stomach that almost matches mine. I had my appendix removed at eleven. I hook my fingers in the waistband of her damn Cuyler leggings and pull them down her legs in one swoop, realising she was sans underwear.
I lower my head to her milky thighs, peppering kisses that have her wiggling her body. I get to her core and plunge my tongue deep inside her while my thumb strokes across her clit.
