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My hands pushed at Lars’ back. “You asshole!”
Lars whirled around, then was boring down on me. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” he hissed. “What in the fuck were you thinking, Edie? Coming back here with him?”
“I was thinking that we were going to talk, and if things went well, I might actually finally be kissed by a guy, you jackass,” I hissed back at him, so angry that I no longer had the ability to choose my words.
Lars’ hazel eyes widened. “Are you fucking serious? You were going to kiss that jackass?”
“He’s not a jackass,” I replied.
“How in the fuck would you know?” he asked. “You don’t even know Max Halford.”
“I wasn’t planning on marrying him, Lars,” I fired back. “I just wanted to kiss him.” I shook my head. “I just wanted to finally kiss a guy.”
“And it had to be him?” Lars snarled, really furious.
“If not him, then who?” I asked, angry enough to run off and kiss the first guy that I saw.
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Lars~
My blood was boiling, and I wasn’t even sure who the hell I was mad at. In fact, it felt like I was mad at the world right now, and this fucking shit wasnotme. I hadn’t even felt this torn up when Hunter and Talon had taken off for college. I hadn’t had any issues with being left behind to finish off high school without them. Confidence had never been an issue for me, so while I’d been sad to see them go, I hadn’t gotten worked up about it. However, I couldn’t say the same for this situation with Edie.
When Yuki had waylaid me by wrapping her arms around me earlier, I’d felt annoyed at her familiarity, even though it hadn’t ever been an issue before. Lots of girls had gotten into the habit of touching me, and I hadn’t ever minded before. Nevertheless, I was beginning to mind it now, and it had everything to do with the slip of femininity glaring up at me right now.
After making it clear to Yuki that I would never fuck around with a drunk girl, I had shaken her off, then had gone in search of Edie. The second that I hadn’t seen her with Calliope and the others, anger had begun slithering down my spine at not knowing where she was or who in the fuck she was with. I had stormed over to Calliope, and when she had informed me that Max Halford had taken off with Edie, I’d never known panic like that before. Even Calliope reassuring me that they’d only been gone five minutes hadn’t helped. All I could think about was how Max had gotten Edie away from her friends so easily, proving my point that Edie didn’t know enough to know when she was getting played.
Things had only gotten worse when I’d come upon them to see Max getting cozy with Edie, and Edie not doing a damn thing to put any space between them. If I hadn’t shown up, the bastard would have had his hands all over her, and there was no convincing me otherwise.
Edie’s hands pushed at my chest. “Answer the damn question,” she ordered. “If not him, then who, Lars? If he’s not good enough to be my first kiss, then who is?”
“No one,” I bit out. “No one here is good enough for that.”
Her rare-colored eyes flared with a touch of crazy. “Well, then…I guess it doesn’t matter who my first kiss is if they’re all not good enough, right? One guy is just as good or as bad as the next.”
“Stop twisting my words.”
She pushed at me again. “Then quit ruining things for me,” she fired back. “It was just a kiss, Lars. I wasn’t going to have sex with him. I wasn’t going to run off in the middle of the night with him.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I snarled down at her. “Max Halford doesn’t deserve you.”
Her eyes flared again. “I’m not going to let you do this, Lars.”
“Do what?”
“Ruin my senior year with your bullshit,” she answered. “I am not going to let you…let you keep me ten-years-old forever.”
Without meaning to, my eyes raked up and down her body. “Oh, I know that you’re not ten-years-old anymore.” Her face flushed, but she didn’t cower. “Every guy in the fucking school knows it.”
Straightening to her full height, Edie said, “I’m going to go back to the party, and if you don’t back the hell off, I’m going to kiss the first guy that I see.”
I couldn’t help myself. I stepped further into her space until her back was up against the side of the house. “Over my dead body,” I replied quietly, my entire body feeling tight and coiled, ready to strike.
“You can’t be with me twenty-four hours a day, Lars,” she threatened, and it was enough to make me lose my goddamn mind.
Since Edie was dressed sensibly, I reached for her hips, lifted her like she weighed nothing, then tossed her over my shoulder in a fireman’s hold. Her cry of outrage did nothing to stop me from hauling her out of the party like I’d told her I would if she couldn’t act right.
As I maneuvered us through the party, I ignored all the cries of drunken shock and/or encouragement. I also ignored how Edie was calling me every name in the book, and when I saw Calliope looking at us wide-eyed, I stopped in front of their little group.
