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Asshole.
After she finally calmed down and drove away in her car, I started to walk back toward my house, but then I saw Dylan throwing his textbooks in the backseat of his Jeep. I don’t know what came over me. I just made my way over to him and shouted the first thing that came to mind. I had never been that close to him before. I’d never even looked his way or said a single word to him before that moment.
“How could you do that to Dee? She doesn’t deserve your bullshit. She’s a nice girl. She’s not like the girls you’re used to, okay? You owe her an apology,” I ordered.
He grinned.
He. Fucking. Grinned.
“Is this amusing to you? Do you like hurting girls? How many notches do you need on your bedpost, Dylan? What’s a few more right?”
He bit the side of his lip in a charismatic and magnetic way, and it was my turn to arch an eyebrow. I hated that he was trying to use his so-called charm on me.
“What? You’re just going to stand there and not say anything? That’s really mature, asshole.”
He scoffed. “I’m not the one throwing a temper tantrum, now am I?” he finally spoke with a rough yet smooth tone.
His voice was deep, deeper than I expected, with a bit of a Southern drawl. It was the first time I had ever heard it, and I would be lying if I said it didn’t catch me off guard. Everything about him did. I thought I knew what to expect when it came to him, but he proved me wrong. Which didn’t make any sense. I was supposed to have the upper hand, not him.
My eyes widened in shock. “This is not a temper tantrum, asshole. This is someone calling you out on your shitty behavior. Own up to your whorish ways, apologize to Dee, and we won’t have any problems.”
His patronizing eyes scanned the length of my body, starting with my pink toes, lingering on my breasts, and coming to a stop at my eyes. His expression was hard to read, and it did nothing but confuse me even more. I thought I was prepared. I thought I knew everything there was to know about him. I thought a lot of things, but I would learn soon enough that I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
It was one thing to think you knew, to assume, but when it was staring you right in the face, when he was looking only at you, it changed things.
It changed everything.
The way his eyes barred into mine ignited a fire deep within me. He wasn’t looking at me. He was looking in me. And that I hadn’t expected.
That I wasn’t prepared for.
His reality being much more intense than my assumption, I never wanted to be one of those girls.
Especially not now.
The awkward silence was finally broken by his condescending tone. “Problems with you?” he stated as a question with a crooked grin and a cocked head, eyeing me up and down once again.
I watched as he slowly engulfed every inch of my body, making me feel naked and exposed. He bit his bottom lip again when he sensed what I was feeling.
“Yes, that’s what I said.”
We locked eyes.
“I’ll take my chances,” he retorted with an arrogant tone.
“Oh my God! You’re such a fucking asshole.”
“Darlin’, I think you’ve already pointed that out.”
“I’m just stating facts. None of which you’re denying.”
“Darlin’-”
“Stop calling me that.”
He pushed off his Jeep and strolled over to me with such purpose that I felt it down to my bones with each step he took. He stood right in front of me, lowering his face too close to mine.
“Darlin’,” he drawled. “I don’t know your name, and although Crazy Bitch seems fitting, I figured you’d appreciate Darlin’ more.” He smiled, breaking the harshness of his words.
