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Iwake to numerous messages off Reese. Threats mostly.

Overbearing prick.

After I told him I was on a date with Ben, I’d ignored him. Of course, I wasn’t on a date. I was at home, trying to keep myself distracted. Trying not to imagine Darcie all over him, trying her best to seduce him.

My fingers fly over the screen as I text Reese back a piece of my mind.

Olivia: I hope she was worth it.

Ugh.

I slam my phone down on the bed, anger rippling through me.

Did they spend the night together?

Did he fuck her like a good little lap dog, all because my brother told him to?

I wouldn’t put it past Oakley to do something so cruel.

If he suspects something is going on between me and Reese, it’s not me he’ll punish. It’s him.

Because they have their stupid bro code. I’m an Heir’s sister. That makes me untouchable. Off-limits. It doesn’t matter what I want.

God, sometimes I hate this place. This town and their antiquated, chauvinistic ways.

I guess part of me had hoped Reese would choose me, that he’d come clean to Oakley—or at the very least, manage to get out of their double date.

My phone vibrates and I snatch it up.

Reese: I told you, it’s not that simple.

Olivia: Did you fuck her? Because if you did, I hope your dick rots and falls off.

Reese: I like you like this, jealous and angry…

Olivia: Jealous? Of Darcie Porter? She’s slept with half of the rugby team AND the football team.

Reese: Meet me somewhere before class…

Olivia: After you spent the night with her? Go fuck yourself.

Reese: Why would I do that when it’s so much more fun fucking you? Besides, sweet cheeks, you owe me.

Olivia: I’m sure Darcie will be more than willing to oblige.

Reese: It’s not Darcie I want…

Olivia: Could have fooled me.

I turn my phone off, done with his mind games.

So maybe I am acting a little immature, but I’m entitled to lick my wounds. Maybe he doesn’t remember that night all those months ago when he humiliated me at the initiation party. Humiliated me and then kissed Darcie.

I hate her.

Once upon a time, I hated him. But the line between love and hate is razor thin. And although I don’t think I’m in love with Reese, I am definitely falling for him.

God, when did things get so complicated?

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