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“There is nothing you can say to change my mind. I’m not coming home and I’m not working things out with Carter. End of story.”
* * *
“Hey, hot stuff,” a voice says from the doorway.
I don’t even bother to hold my sigh in.
“We don’t have an appointment until tomorrow.”
“I’m not here for our appointment,” he tells me.
“Then you should leave.”
“Yeah, that’s not happening. We need to discuss something.”
I turn to him. Aaron Garrison, a wide receiver for the Ravens and my worst nightmare, stands before me, sans shirt.
“Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow.”
He takes a few steps toward me, and I take a few steps back, right into the wall. My body against the cinderblock wall, I freeze as he stalks toward me with purpose, an intimidating smile on his face.
“What do you want?”
“The same thing you give everyone else.”
“That’s not true.”
“Really? Not what Zane told me.”
His breath is hot against my skin now, his body pressing against mine.
“I don’t care what he said. It’s not true. It wasn’t me in that video with Carter.”
The lie rolls off my tongue with ease. I’ve said it so many times, I’m actually starting to believe it myself.
His hands are on my body, pushing the material of my shirt up, exposing my breasts. His hands are kneading them.
“Even so, look at you. Fucking, gorgeous,” he says.
“Please, Aaron, stop.”
“God, that’s sexy,” he says with a laugh that makes my skin crawl.
I struggle against him, trying to get out of his hold, but the guy is double my weight. No way am I going to get out of this unless he lets me go.
“Why don’t we take this back to my place,” I suggest trying to outsmart him.
He gives me this big toothy grin. “That sounds great.”
Thank God. I go to move, but he stops me.
“The only problem is, I’m ready to go now.”
He reaches into his shorts and pulls out his dick, forcing my hand to touch it.
“Stop,” I plead.
He doesn’t care, though. He’s a cocky jerk who thinks he can take what he wants. My eyes scan the room looking for a way out, a way to protect myself, anything. I panic and my breathing becomes ragged. I gasp for air, fear sucking every breath right out of me.
