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“Nice try.” I drink a whole glass of water, amazed I don’t choke on it. “Now you’ll tell me you didn’t snitch on me the dozen times that followed.”
“I did not.”
“Then why did you follow me around with the devil swinging on your shoulders?”
Her lips purse, but she doesn’t say anything.
“That’s what I thought.”
“You always do that,” she spits out. “Assuming things and confirming them without even asking me about them.”
“You never offered an explanation.”
She lifts her chin. “I have nothing to explain to you.”
“Fantastic.”
“Brilliant.”
Jayden releases a long sigh, shaking his head like an old man. “Should I go to my room now? Are you going to start kissing?”
“Not in this lifetime,” Nicole hisses.
“Never,” I say at the same time.
“Thank God.” Jayden lifts a shoulder. “It’s gross anyway.”
No, it’s not.
But I don’t say that and, instead, choose to stuff my face with repulsive food that suddenly doesn’t feel so repulsive anymore.
Nicole glares at me and I glare right back.
Play all you want, Peaches. I’ve already won this game.
20
DANIEL
Celibacy is a cranky bitch with withdrawal issues.
My dick hates me. My body hates me.
Ihate me.
Not enough to crack, though.
I survived a week and a half without sex before. What’s four days?
Apparently, around four decades in human years according to my teenage-level hard-ons whenever that fucking woman is in sight.
It doesn’t matter what she’s wearing, a hot as fuck dress, simple jeans, or a long robe. All I feel is the need to fuck her until neither of us can breathe properly.
That night, right after she told me the E-word and I said in no uncertain terms that she could go suck it, I ran into her in the kitchen while she was making some apricot juice. I’m going to bet my career and left nut that she drinks it because it’s the most similar fruit to peaches. But anyway, when my hand brushed against hers not so accidentally, she glared at me with that snobbishness that made me both hard and irritated as a fireball.
She motioned at herself and said, “This is off-limits.” Then she flipped her golden locks and stalked back to her room.
I needed to stop myself from going after her or else we’d have second-degree murder on our hands.
