Page 4 of You Said I Was Your Favorite

I don’t even know her. Not really.

“Correction, bro. Jail bait,” JJ says, loud and clear enough for Daisy to hear him.

She acts like she didn’t, but I see the way her lips form into a frown. Her bright blonde hair is pulled into a French braid, wayward strands flying around her makeup-free face. Her cheeks are pink, like she’s already hot, and I’m sure she is because she’s decked out in the full uniform, jacket and all with the button-down shirt done up to her fucking chin for the love of God.

“You jail bait, Albright?” I ask her when she settles into the chair right next to mine. Her perfume drifts, something sweet and floral lingering in the air.

Fuck. She smells…

Good.

I shove that thought immediately out of my brain, reminding myself that I don’t like this girl.

Daisy glances over at me, those big golden-brown eyes contemplating me for a moment before she says, “If that’s your way of asking if I’m eighteen yet, then the answer is no.”

JJ and I share a look and I can tell he’s close to bursting out in laughter.

Cadence nudges me in the ribs and I turn to look at her. “Don’t talk to her. Talk to me.”

Her whining is a surefire way for me to continue ignoring her. I return my attention to Daisy, but her head is angled so all I can do is stare at her profile.

Daisy Albright is the scholarship kid. The groundskeeper’s daughter, the good girl who doesn’t really talk to anyone and doesn’t party and doesn’t get into trouble ever. She’s one of those students who lacks real social skills and doesn’t have a lot of friends. Most everyone on campus either feels sorry for her or they don’t think about her at all.

Except for me.

I don’t feel sorry for her. And I do think about her. More than I’d care to admit.

“When’s your birthday?” I ask, leaning in closer to Daisy, trying to intimidate her. Putting on a show for JJ, who’s currently eating it up. He knows nothing about Daisy, not like I do.

Academically, we’re rivals. I’m number one in the class and she’s number two—always on my heels, taking the hardest classes possible to skew her GPA and hopefully surge ahead of mine.

So far, so good. I’m still in the lead. I figure I’ll graduate first in class with Little Miss Second Place right behind me, and I know that infuriates the shit out of her.

I can’t help it if I’m smarter than she is. That I get better grades. She can try all she wants, but I’m not going to let her pass me up. Hell no.

Daisy turns her head, blinking when she finds that I’m closer than she realized, and she parts her lips for a moment. They’re full and pink and…sexy. I jerk my attention from her mouth, my gaze meeting hers once more, noting the irritation in her eyes. “Why? What do you care?”

JJ and I share another look, the both of us making a bunch ofwhoanoises. I’m guessing he’s as startled as I am by the backbone she’s showing us.

Impressive.

“Only trying to make conversation, Daze.” I tilt my head, my gaze zeroing in on the tiny earring dotting her ear.

A white flower with a yellow center. A daisy.

How original.

“When’s your birthday?” I think she asks me. Not sure, considering she’s staring straight ahead.

I lower my voice, leaning in closer. I can feel her body heat, see the way her button-down stretches tight across her tits. Looks like sweet little Daisy is stacked, though I already knew that. From what I can tell, Daisy is pretty fucking hot, though she keeps that body under wraps. “You talking to my friend there or me?”

She turns her head toward me once again, her eyes widening as if she’s shocked that I’m now even closer. She even leans back a little bit. “You.”

“I just had my birthday. August sixteenth,” I tell her.

“You’re a Leo.”

“Roar,” JJ adds, right before he starts cracking up.

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