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“If I recall, you wrote an interesting article about me.”
My face reddens.Shit. Shit. Shit.“No, she didn’t.”
“She did.”
“Isn’t that against code of conduct?”
“Like it mattered. She let me do whatever I wanted.”
“Oh my God, did you sleep with our teacher?”
“Why would you think that?”
“She was young and hot, and why else wouldn’t she have approved my articles about you?” I elbow him. “That’s against the law, you know. My next article will be about Ms. Sanders, the woman married to the principal, who was biased against my articles because you were banging her.”
He holds his hand up. “Whoa, hold on, killer. She wasn’t breaking laws and banging me.”
I snort.
“We slept together onceafterI graduated and was eighteen. She wasn’t married then.”
“Eh, whatever. I’ll be digging up dirt on her. I can’t believe you didn’t kill me for writing up the article.”
“Sweet Chloe, who would want to be upset someone wrote an article about them being a bully?”
“I never said your name.”
“The description fit me to a tee. Ayoung athletewith a fatherin powerreceives favor from the principal and teachers and drinks underage at parties.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“It didn’t get published, did it?”
“It could’ve.”
He shrugs. “I like that you thought about me enough to write an article.” He kisses the top of my head. “You’re a skilled writer. I read everything you wrote. Don’t think I’m a stalker.”
“Really?”
He nods. “Everything that did and didn’t get published.”
“Why? Some of them were boring as shit.”
“I won’t deny that.” Quick breaths leave him. “You’ve always intrigued and interested me, Chloe. You wrote from the heart, whether people liked it or not. Gage gave me so much shit for reading them. You hated me, but those articles allowed me to learn more about you.”
I see the sincerity and honesty in his eyes.
He’s not lying.
He blows out a breath. “We’ve been drinking, so I’ll do a drunk confession, and if you don’t like it, maybe you’ll forget about it in the morning.”
“How about we make this a night of drunk confessions?” I stupidly reply.
His next words leave his mouth seconds later, as if he was waiting to release them. “I don’t think I like you anymore. It’s more than that now. Stronger than that. I’m fucking falling for you faster and harder than I have with anyone.” He grabs my face, rubbing small circles with his finger on the top of my cheek. “Please tell me if you feel it, too.”
My heart hammers against my chest, and fear sets in. “I do … I feel the same way.”
He grins but still looks concerned. “You can ruin me. Please don’t.”
