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Something about the way he was looking at me made me more uncomfortable than I already was, if that was even possible. I had never been that conflicted around a guy. I realized right then and there that Dylan McGraw was different, I just didn’t know in what sense, at least not yet. I could feel my guard escalating higher and higher as the seconds passed between us.
“I mean if we’re calling a spade a spade, I’m not the one who came at you, am I?”
I said nothing because honestly, what could I say to that? My outburst was spontaneous. I just wanted to rectify the Dee situation and his demeanor ruined my momentum.
Bastard.
“I didn’t think so,” he added, as if reading my mind. “You’ve called me a fucking asshole more times than I care to count in a matter of five minutes, and I’m still not clear on what I did wrong? Try again.”
“I already told you. What you did to Dee. You used her.”
He shook his head, narrowing his eyes at me. “I used her? That’s not the way I remember it. I would get your story straight before I go playing martyr, sweetheart.”
“Unbelievable, you’re going to try to deny it?”
I don’t know how long we stayed frozen in that moment but he suddenly leaned forward, closing the gap between us and bringing us back to reality.
“I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced,” he added. His cheek grazed mine as he moved closer to my ear. I faintly felt his breath on my neck.
“You smell good,” he whispered, lightly brushing his lips on the sensitive area just below my ear. Shivers rippled throughout my entire body. The rhythm of my heart escalated, betraying my mind from the asshole before me.
“What the hell?” I snapped, roughly pushing back off of his hard chest. He didn’t budge.
“Who the hell do you think you are? You can’t just go around sniffing girls!”
“I believe I just did.”
“So is this how it works, Dylan? Am I supposed to spread my legs open for you now that you introduced yourself to me? Just like every other girl?” I crudely mocked, letting him know that he couldn’t intimidate me. “I will tell you one thing… I’m not impressed. You’re a boy trying to be a man, and not even a good one at that.”
He snidely chuckled, “You have no idea, suga’, what I'm capable of. How about I show you just how much of a man I am? I have something right here for that pretty little mouth of yours that seems to know everything." He gestured toward his dick.
“You cocky son of—” His finger came up and pressed against my lips, silencing me, and I barely resisted the urge to bite it off.
“Sticks and stones, suga’, you best remember that.” He playfully tugged the loose ends of my hair that were lying across my cheek. “I paid you a compliment, it would do you some good to say thank you.” And with that he turned around and got in his Jeep.
I was dismissed.
DYLAN
“Woo-ooh-eee!” Jacob hollered beside me as I threw the Jeep into reverse.
“Someone just got chewed up and spit the fuck out,” he laughed, clapping his hands over and over again obnoxiously. “Damn, I would pay good money to see that again, bro!”
“Shut the fuck up,” I snapped.
“What pussy did you piss off this time? Two? Damn, this is a new record for you.” He just didn’t know when to quit, and that was always the problem with Jacob. “Who was that anyway? Is she new here? Maybe I should show you how it’s done, fucker. I’m marking today as the first time Dylan-fucking-McGraw couldn’t seal the deal.”
Jacob was my childhood friend. He was more like a brother to me. I knew he would be running his mouth to Austin and Lucas as soon as we stepped out of the Jeep. I had known these guys since birth, our parents had been best friends since before we were born. They took any opportunity to fuck with me, as I did with them.
And this gave them the perfect ammunition.
I hoped Half-Pint would be around to stop them before I had to do it with my fists. Half-Pint was Alexandra, Alex for short. She was the glue that held all us good ol’ boys together since we were kids. She was younger than us by two years, but you'd never know that. She was much wiser than all of us put together. She was a true lady, the only one besides my mama I had ever met.
That chick from the parking lot was right about one thing…
I was an asshole, I owned it, and made no excuses for it.
There was no reason to try to deny it. I accepted that title a long time ago. I spoke my mind, I didn’t sugar-coat shit. Whether it hurt someone’s feelings or not, that was their goddamn problem, not mine. Life was too damn short to pretend to be something I wasn’t.
