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See if I care. I’m a girl on a mission to get the hell out of this party.
As we reach the big glass door, I glance over my shoulder. Lucas’ gaze is pinned on me with a hunter’s precision. There’s something in his eyes that stirs an uneasiness in me.
My lips contort in acidic disdain. “Come on, Alec.”
My brother trails behind me without a word as we leave the party behind us.
Four
Lucas
It’s not Heather.
That’s the first thought that crossed my mind after she bit my lip.
The second thought persistently blaring in my mind is simple: want.
After the unfamiliar beauty breaks eye contact and disappears into the night, I rub my lip and stare after her. It’s sore where she bit me.
A fire stirs in my belly and drives away the noise of the party.
Jealousy flares through me over her leaving with the new guy on the team. What does he have that I don’t?
My interest sparks to attention as I suck on my split lip. A fog held me prisoner all night—one that crept in bit by bit over the summer—but now I’m alive again. The world realigns in crystal clear focus.
I’m driven by an incarnate instinct to go after that girl for another kiss until she changes her tune and screams yes for me.
Bishop stands closest, his sharp attention flicking between me and the open glass panel.
“Who was that?”
“New girl,” Bishop supplies with a shrug. “She’s Turner’s sister, according to the file I swiped for you when he tried out.”
My eyebrow lifts and I consider her beauty against Turner’s features. “Twins?”
That makes me feel better, the jealousy ebbing away to a dull background noise. I want to make her mine.
“They’re both seniors, so yeah.”
I nod slowly and run my fingers over my chin as my thoughts mill in my head. The fiery kiss replays and my pants feel tighter. My stance shifts as I try to calm down.
“Anything else you know about her?”
“I don’t know, she’s kinda weird. I saw her in the office on the first day with her brother. She seemed like one of those angry girl types. You know, combat boots and a leather jacket paired with the school uniform.” Bishop shrugs. “Want me to snag her file, too?”
Before I’ve even decided, I’m nodding. I clear my throat and run my fingers through my hair.
“Yeah.” My voice is gruff. A horny, restless energy floods my veins and I want to slip away from the party to jack off with a head full of her perfect ass and sweet tongue. “Do you have a name? I can’t go around calling her Girl Turner.”
Bishop chuckles. “No, but I’ll find out.”
“Good.”
I need to learn more. I have to know everything about her so next time I can convince her not to refuse.
“Lucas!”
A hand wraps around my forearm and I allow myself to get dragged back into the party. It’s easier to let go and enjoy it when the cheer squad brings out a cake with sparkler candles. I don’t even grimace at Marissa’s Marilyn Monroe impression when she leads her crew singing happy birthday.
