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“That should busy you for now. I’ll give you something to do with your mouth later.” Leyton grabbed my phone out of my back pocket. “Once this alarm goes off, come to the house. You know where we live?”

I nodded, too busy rolling my tongue around the sucker greedily chasing after Leyton’s taste.

Think I just found my new addiction.

Chapter13

LEYTON

Like clockwork, the doorbell chimed throughout the house. Butterflies erupted in my chest as I forced myself not to go running down the stairs. Something about Ramsey made me lose all control and throw caution to the wind.

Since he’d come back into my life, I’d been walking on the edge of giving into this uncanny pull to him and staying focused on the path I’d chosen. High school was so long ago. After Ramsey had disappeared, I shoved it all behind me. It should have stayed that way. Still, we found ourselves surrounding Ramsey once again.

I opened the door, unsurprised Ramsey stood on the other side. His wavy brown hair looked freshly brushed. He was wearing different clothes from earlier, and I couldn’t hold back the smile that tugged at my lips. He’d gone back and got all cleaned up for this.

“Expecting something to happen?” I asked.

Ramsey’s face went redder than a tomato. “Maybe.”’

It was cute how he could flirt like a slut but be as innocent as a virgin. I moved to the side, allowing him to pass me. We brushed against one another, and heat swept up my body.

My fingers curled tightly around the doorknob as I fought not to attack Ramsey five seconds after stepping into my home. He grinned at me with those big doe eyes that looked heavenly when shedding tears as he passed. It was almost as if he knew the effect he had on all of us.

I closed the door and closed my eyes for a few moments, centering myself. I was in control and would stay that way. I wouldn’t let Ramsey make me into some mindless horn dog like the other two. I’d have restraint; one of us needed to. Since the other two had fallen prey to Ramsey already, it was my job to prove I could hold it together.

“Wow, it’s a lot cleaner than I thought it would be,” Ramsey said.

I turned around to see him walking through the living room. His shoes were off and placed to the side where a few others sat. He turned around in a circle and ran over to the wall of pictures. His eyes lit up, and he reached for one of the photos.

“Oh, I remember this day.”

I gravitated closer to him and didn’t stop until we were nearly touching. The photo he held was Theon, Foxyn’s and my freshman year of high school.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Ramsey turned around; his eyes widened as he saw how close I was. The past him would have flinched back and pressed himself against the wall. The Ramsey that stood before me moved closer.

“I took the photo.”

“Did you?”

Ramsey nodded and handed the picture over. He placed his hand on my chest. It burned so hot all of my focus kept drawing to the point of contact. Desire rushed through my veins, setting me ablaze. It took everything I had to pretend as if a simple touch from him didn’t affect me so much.

“Yeah, it was the day you guys noticed me.”

I put the photo back. With my hands free, they instantly dropped to Ramsey’s waist.Fuck, he is so much smaller than us.He had muscles, but they were far leaner than mine.

“Tell me, how do you remember it?” I asked.

The memory was faint, but I recalled how cruel we were. It had also been the first time I’d seen Ramsey cry, and I was hooked instantly. Maybe there had always been a pull to Ramsey. Instead of just hurting him, I wanted to do so much more now.

“Unless those memories are too awful for you to recall.”

Ramsey pulled back and tilted his head to the right in confusion. His brows dipped before he shook his head. “No, everything I remember from high school with you guys was the best.”

“Best?” I took a step back as I shook my head. “Now I know you’re lying. What game are you playing at, Ramsey?”

He shrugged. “Does it have to be a game?”

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