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“More,” she purred, pulling me closer. Close enough that she felt my dick straining behind my jeans.
Her eyes went wide as she broke the kiss.
“What is it?” I asked, trailing my mouth down the slope of her neck and nipping her collarbone.
“I want you,” she whispered, hesitation coating her words.
“Peyton…”
Days.
She was eighteen in a matter of days.
I brushed the hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. “Soon,” I said.
“You mean after my birthday.” Her gaze darted to the ground.
“Hey,” I slid my finger under her jaw and tipped her face back to mine. “It doesn’t matter, not to me. But it’ll matter to everyone else. If anyone finds out…” I didn’t finish that sentence because the reality of our situation wasn’t something I wanted to think about.
“I hate this. I practically raised myself. My mom killed herself and left me with nothing. And in a week, the state will deem me an adult, but I can’t choose who I want to be with?”
“It’s not that simple,” I exhaled a steady breath.
“I know,” Peyton gave a resigned sigh, “but it doesn’t make it any easier to accept.”
Curving my hand around the back of her neck, I kissed her forehead. “We’ll figure it out.”
“Promise me, we—”
“Peyton?”
She went rigid in my arms and my eyes shuttered at the sound of Bryan’s voice.
“What’s going on?” He stepped closer and I released Peyton, turning slightly to meet his confused gaze. “Coach?” His expression darkened.
“Oh my God, Bryan,” Peyton stepped forward, but I kept a hold of her hand. Bryan noticed, his sharp glare homing in on our fingers threaded together.
“No.” He shook his head, backing away. “No way! She’s… and you’re…”
“Bryan, please.” Her voice cracked as she pulled away from me and went to him. “I can explain.”
“You’re fucking her?” Anger flared in his eyes, and I stepped forward.
“Watch your tone,” I snapped.
“Please, stop, Bryan.” Peyton put herself right in front of me. “Please. I can explain… just let me explain, okay?”
His eyes cut to me again.
“Go back inside, Xander,” she whispered.
“What?” I gaped at her.
“Please, just go.” Peyton glanced at me, pleading in her eyes.
“I’m not leaving you out here.”
“Fine, then we’ll go. Come on,” she started leading Bryan back to the door as if she needed to protect him… from me.
Peyton managed to shove Bryan inside, looking back at me for a second before she followed him in.
And I remained rooted to the spot, wondering what the fuck had just happened.
