Page 103 of You Said I Was Your Favorite

“She believed that she and Arch would rule the school.” Mya rolls her eyes with a self-deprecating laugh. “I know it sounds silly, but she’s the most popular girl and he’s the most popular guy and they were a total power couple our junior year, remember? She believed they’d be a power couple senior year too.”

“But he broke up with her on the first day of school,” I point out. “We all witnessed it in the auditorium.”

“That wasn’t the first time he’d done that to her. She always believed she could win him back. Until you came along.” Mya sounds vaguely surprised. Or impressed. I can’t quite tell. “He hasn’t tried to reach out to Cadence again.”

“Really?” I hate how small my voice is. How hopeful I sound. I believe what Mya said. I do. Because I don’t believe Cadence.

I hate that her words still filled me with doubt, even for a minute.

Mya nods. “Really. I just wanted you to know.”

She’s about to leave when my words stop her.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“Why are you still friends with her?”

Mya shrugs, staring off into the distance for a moment before she says, “I can’t stand the thought of being alone.”

I watch her walk away, her words repeating in my brain. Making me realize that at some point, all of us feel a little lonely. Like Mya. Even Cadence.

Some of us are just better at dealing with it.

THIRTY-TWO

ARCH

The momentwe’re hopping off the charter bus after getting back from our conference in the city, I’m headed for Daisy’s house. We left earlier than originally planned, which worked for me since we arrived at Lancaster Prep just as the final bell rang.

I’ve been anxious to see my girl. Get my hands on her. We’ve texted pretty much nonstop since I left, and I know she’s missed me too.

Once JJ and I go our separate ways, I move through campus like a man with purpose, only stopping at my room to drop off my stuff before I head for Daisy’s house. Her dad is still on the clock and in her last text she told me he’d been dealing with a sprinkler system problem all day on the opposite side of campus.

Meaning we’ll have some time together alone at her place.

I jog up the sidewalk, marching right up to her front door and start pounding on it, excited to see her.

Within seconds, she’s answering the door, clad in a pair of black shorts and a matching black sports bra. I take her in, my gaze seeming to eat up her long legs and when I finally look at her face, I see her lips are curved into a knowing smile.

“Finally,” she murmurs, her gaze lighting up. “Come in.”

I follow after her, shutting and locking the door behind me before I head deeper into the house, not stopping until she does in the kitchen. She turns on me, her lips parting, her eyes blazing with an unfamiliar emotion and before I can say a word, she launches herself at me, her arms slipping around my neck.

Automatically my arms go around her waist, my hands splayed across her back, touching bare, warm skin. She feels so damn good.

“I missed you,” she murmurs, just before she kisses me.

I return the kiss, my hands wandering, my tongue curling around hers. Damn, this girl.

She’s sexy as hell.

“I missed you too,” I finally say when she breaks the kiss to press her lips to my neck. “I’m glad I’m home.”

“I’m glad you’re home too.” She pulls away slightly so she can look into my eyes and we stare at each other for a moment, my heart pounding. When she reaches out and curls her fingers around the waistband at the front of my joggers, my dick twitches, eager to be set free.

Lust rushes through my veins, making my blood warm. My skin hot. All because of the way she’s looking at me. How she’s touching me.

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