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“Catch?” His frown deepens.
“Yeah. Something tells me Teddy Ashworth doesn’t apologise ev—”
“I swear to God, sunshine. You do not want to call me that again.”
“Oh yeah? Why?” I give him my best saccharine sweet smile, jabbing my finger at his chest. “What.” Jab. “Are.” Jab. “You.” Jab. “Going.” Jab. “To.” Jab. “Do.” Jab. “About.” One final jab. “It?”
He silently fumes, glaring at me with the heat of a thousand suns. Another laugh bubbles in my chest, but it’s cut off when he grabs me around the throat and pushes me up against the wall.
I’m so stunned, so fucking shocked that all I can do is gawk at him.
He leans in, a wicked smirk curling at his lips. “You were saying, sunshine?” he drawls the annoying nickname, aware of exactly how much it gets under my skin.
Bastard.
But underneath all the anger and urge to kick him in the balls, is something else.
Something I refuse to acknowledge. Because he’s… and I’m…
Jesus, what is wrong with me?
Well, I know what’s wrong with me. I’m broken. Defective and damaged. All thanks to a piece of shit boy not too dissimilar to the one currently smirking at me like the cat who got the cream.
“Nothing to say, my little rain cloud.” His laughter is sharp. All thorns and poison. He’s enjoying this, getting off on it even.
He thinks he’s won. He thinks he’s caught me off guard so beautifully that he’s got the upper hand. But that’s the problem with boys like Theo. Like Vaughn. They’re so self-absorbed, so cocksure, that they couldn’t possibly ever consider that someone—a girl—could one up them.
Theo’s fingers flex around my throat, and I swallow, inhaling a ragged breath.
“Please,” I drop my voice an octave, giving him my best puppy dog eyes.
“Please, what?”
I tip my head a little, coaxing him closer. Like a moth to a flame, he follows, leaning in until we’re almost nose to nose. It’s so quiet out, darkness and shadows enveloping us against the side of the building.
“Harder,” I whisper.
“W-what?” He falters, confusion flitting across his expression.
“I know it shouldn’t feel good. But it does. It feels so good.” I lift my hand to his and cover his fingers, making him squeeze my throat tighter, letting a moan slip free.
“Shit, that’s hot,” he murmurs, forgetting himself.
In my mind, I’m celebrating. Men are nothing if not predictable.
“I’m so turned on right now,” I whisper. “Theo, I need—”
“Shh.” He presses the length of his body against mine, trapping me there. His hand still pinning me in place. “I know what you need, sunshine,” he drawls.
“Kiss me,” I breathe, fluttering my eyelashes for good measure. “I need you to kiss me.” Hooking my finger in his waistband, I pull him closer, laying the trap.
“I knew you were desperate for some Heir dick.”
“Mm-hmm,” I nod, brushing my mouth over his while my hand slips down to his crotch. The obvious bulge there.
A little bolt of lust shoots through me. But it isn’t because I want him. It’s just the power I have over him. It’s heady and a reminder that I’ll never let another boy deceive me again.
“You’re so big and hard,” I preen, stroking him through his trousers.
