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“I’m not,” I finally say, keeping my voice neutral. “You do you, bro. I just want you happy. And she doesn’t seem to be fucking with your mojo out on the field.”

“She’s not. It’s the weirdest thing. I was always afraid getting with just one girl would make me lose my focus, but I swear to God, I feel more determined out on that field than ever. I am fucking untouchable right now.” Knox slaps the steering wheel for emphasis.

“That’s great.” I’m the slightest bit envious of his ability to freely see whomever he wants, whenever he wants, and to be able to talk about her too.

“I’d recommend you do the same, though I don’t know if you’re looking for anything serious.” Knox chuckles. “A girl will set you straight, bro.”

“I’m sure.”

“And I’m serious. Though you should probably steer clear of my sister.”

Unease slips into my veins, reminding me of what I’m doing, and how mad he’s going to be if he ever finds out.

I’m only fooling myself. He’s eventually going to find out.

“You two were kind of, I don’t know, flirting earlier?” I glance over at Knox to find him sending me quick looks, while also trying to keep his eye on the road. “It was weird.”

“That’s why you said we were being weird?”

“Yeah. Look, I know I always tell everyone to back off from Blair, even you, but there’s a reason for me saying that.”

“A reason beyond you just being an overprotective asshole?” My tone is light. I’m teasing.

Not really.

“Ha ha,” Knox says, the sarcasm thick in those two short words. “But really. When it comes to Blair, I worry about her.”

“Why?”

“When she falls, she falls hard. She’s all in. And every single one of her boyfriends did a number on her.”

“Seriously?” I do not want to hear this. Nope.

Okay fine. I’m dying for more details.

“Yeah. God damn, it was so bad when her high school boyfriend broke it off with her. I thought she was going to fling herself off a bridge. She was so freaking upset. Crying all the damn time. Mom always having to console her. It was a lot.”

I hate hearing that. Knowing she was crying over someone who wasn’t worth her tears. “Did you know that loser?”

“Yeah, but I was here when they split. It was their senior year. Little dickhead broke her heart and she was in love with that fucker.” The bitter expression on Knox’s face would be sweet if I wasn’t worried about how he’d react about us. “Dad told me she locked herself in her room and cried for days.”

I think of her wearing that asshole’s shirt and I’m fucking glad I tore it. Threw it in the trash when I got home too. Fuck the shirt, and the guy too.

“And then there was her boyfriend she had last year. Randy.” Knox makes a face.

“What was wrong with that dude?” Oh, I am as casual as I can be, slouched in the seat, propping my feet up on the dash even.

“Put your feet down,” Knox chastises, and I do as he says because I’d never allow that shit in the Challenger either. “He was the complete opposite of Travis. Quiet. Kind of nerdy. Really smart. He talked down to Blair. I witnessed it myself when I was home over winter break. Guy was a massive, pretentious prick.”

“Why did they break up?”

“I don’t know the exact reason, but she was the one who ended it that time around. I gave her a high five when she told me and that was that.”

I want more info, but I can’t ask Knox without alerting him. He’ll wonder why I want all the scoop on his sister’s previous boyfriends and I won’t have a reason why. More like, I can’t tell him the reason why.

I want to know every little thing about her. Even about the guys she’s been with before me. Despite the jealousy that courses through me at the thought of her being with some other dude, I want all the details like the sadistic fuck I am.

“Are you really going to work out with my sister?” Knox asks, interrupting my thoughts.

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