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PROLOGUE
Danielle
Istandatthecrowded bar, scowling as the bartender skips past me for the third time. Damn him. Am I really not that noticeable? I know my tits could be a little bigger and my hair is on the wild side, but at least I have an ass to kill for. Well, an ass that this douchebag can’t actually see past the high bar he works behind. But if he could, I would’ve had my drinks fifteen minutes ago. Maybe I should get up on the bar and give it a shake. I’m sure that would get me service.
“Finally,” I murmur when his eyes land on me. I give him my show-stopping smile. “Two vodka sunrises, please,” I tell him, hoping he hears me over the impressive crowd. He nods and sets on his way to get my drinks. Once he’s returned, I hand over a twenty and drop the change into the tip jar. Not that he really deserves it tonight, but my momma raised me right.
I push my way through the throng of students who I assume are here to watch the championship ice hockey game for the famous Denver Dragons. The crowd roars around me, pushing me left and right, causing me to spill both drinks down my arms as I try to save myself from landing on my ass and making a fool of myself.
Just my luck.
I make it back to the table and place what’s left of our drinks down. “What took so long?” Sophie questions, leaning over the table to pick up her drink, “Ugh . . . gross. It’s sticky.”
“Shut it. You’re lucky you even got a drink. Have you seen how crowded this place is?” I ask, reaching under the table for my oversized purse and rummaging through until I find my trusty packet of wet wipes. One can never be too prepared.
Pulling out two wipes, I hand one to Sophie and get to work cleaning up the spilled juice dripping down the side of my arms and glass. I glance up from my task to find Sophie raising her drink to me. “Here’s to you, Dani girl—for finally dumping that sorry-ass boyfriend and agreeing to move in with me and Jared.”
I beam at her excitement and pick up my glass before clinking it against hers. We drink what’s left and get back to gossiping about her brother, Zac, and his latest conquest. Although nothing surprises me at this point. He’s possibly the biggest man-whore on earth. If I have to hearany hole’s a goalone more time from that big asshole, he and I are going to have problems.
The crowd of eager Dragons fans surrounding us begin to shout in outrage, and I take a moment to glance at the screen to see what all the fuss is about. Ahh . . . a fight has broken out, not only during the championship game but during the last few minutes.
Those morons. Why am I not surprised?
I squint at the small screen. Yep, just as I thought, the Dragons are behind by two points and are going to throw their hard work away just to prove to the world that their balls are so big they can barely fit into their itty-bitty jockstraps. What a bunch of dickheads. No wonder they haven’t been able to win the championship for the past three years.
The buzzer sounds, ending the game with the Dragons still pounding on the other team, though I’m pretty sure the commentator just said something about the teammates beginning to fight one another. The camera zones in on the guy who must be the coach, and man does he look pissed. I would hate to be in that locker room . . . Actually, on second thought, being a fly on the wall might just be the most entertaining thing I’ve ever seen.
Sophie pulls me out of my thoughts when she grabs my hand and drags me out of my chair. “Come on,” she says, already halfway across the bar, glancing back at me over her shoulder. “We need to find you a hot piece of man-meat to dance with.”
I smile at my best friend. Where would I be without her?
After spending the next hour out on the dance floor, I call out to Sophie that I’m heading back to the bar for another drink. I start walking, squeezing through the raging crowd, and get halfway there when my elbow is yanked back, and I’m forced into a hard body. A gasp sails through my lips before the sound of his voice sends fear rocketing through my veins. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing shaking your ass like a cheap fucking whore? No girl of mine is going to make a fool of me.”
Fuck, fuck. FUCK! How did he find me?
My eyes widen, terror gripping me. “What are you doing here?” I demand, trying to pull my elbow free, but it’s no use. He’s too strong for me to fight off. I glance around, hoping to catch someone’s eye. Maybe I could scream, but I know for a fact that will only make things worse.
As if reading my mind, Brett smirks down at me. “Try it. I dare you, but you’ll fucking pay for it when I get you home. I promise you that.”
Chapter 1
Danielle
“Getup,”Isay,grabbing the edge of Sophie’s blanket and ripping it off her bed. As the chilly air rushes her body, she gasps and squints into the morning light, her left tit half hanging from her sleep shirt.
“What the hell, Dani?” she groans, turning to check the time on her bedside table as she reaches for her blanket and attempts to pull it back up. “It’s barely six thirty in the morning.”
“Nope, sorry, Soph,” I say, fighting the blanket back off her. “You said you were going to start working out with me. It’s a new semester and we’re starting it right.”
She digs her face into her pillow. “Fuck off.”
I steal that too and get an odd satisfaction out of the way her face bounces off the mattress. “You promised,” I remind her, giving my best puppy dog eyes and knowing damn well she can’t resist.
Sophie glares at me, and I wait a moment, the seconds ticking down until her resolve finally breaks. Her lips press into a hard line before she lets out a frustrated huff. “Fine,” she grumbles as she forces herself into a sitting position. “But you’re buying me breakfast after.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” I grin, feeling as though I’ve just accomplished the impossible. “Trust me, you won’t regret it.”
“I’m already regretting it,” she murmurs under her breath, her heavy pout only making this so much better.
