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“Put a brave face on when I know it’s hurting you seeing him with that girl.”
“I’m not hurting.”
“It’s written all over your face, Jordin. The same way it was written all over his when you walked into my arms at the school parking lot. He’s just doing it to make you feel jealous.”
“He’s not jealous. If you only knew what he’d done you wouldn’t be saying that.” I say lowly.
“Test him then see what happens.”
Before I get the chance to respond Logan stands up from his chair making his way over to sit next to me. Sitting side by side, shoulder to shoulder he turns to face me.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
He cups my cheek in his hand turning my face to his with his thumb skimming my cheek.
“Just go with it and keep looking at me. See just how much he’s into that girl that’s all over him.”
The table next to us goes eerily silent as Logan leans in for a kiss. No I can’t. I don’t want to do this; I’m not Caleb I won’t use someone else to get to him.
I quickly shift over to the edge of the seat before his lips find mine.
“I need to use the restroom.”
Logan lets out a light chuckle.
“Don’t take too long or your food will get cold.”
Getting up to stand I tell him I’ll be right back, not looking anywhere near Caleb’s table. I won’t let him see he has had any effect on me and besides actually I do need to pee.
I quickly do my business and just about finish washing and drying my hands in the tiny bathroom stall when the door bursts open. I jerk my gaze to the door.
“GET OUT.”
“NO!”
“I mean it Caleb. GET OUT. I don’t want you in here!”
Before I can stop him he stalks towards me breathing heavily.
“You think he gets to touch you. That he gets to touch what’s fucking mine. I will kill him Jordin. I will slit his throat in front of you if that’s what it takes.”
“If you lay one finger on him I will make sure Lucas, my grandfather, and all his men kill you if you do.”
“Don’t fucking test me baby.”
I glare at him.
“Don’t you dare call me that after what you did. You fucked us up not me. I did nothing wrong except be born, but the second you heard my name was Maloti you dropped me like a hot fucking stone. You don’t get to pick me up again when you feel like it. Go back to Christy Caleb because WE.ARE.DONE.HERE.” I shout in his face, furious at this asshole’s audacity. When he doesn’t move I angle my elbow hard into his ribs to get him to get out of my way but he quickly recovers grabbing my face in his hands crashing his lips to mine. I try to fight it, try to fight the pull but he’s relentless forcing my mouth open with his tongue.
I stop fighting. The scent on his skin and the familiar taste of mint and cigarettes fills my senses making me heady. It’s not a romantic kiss, none of our kisses are. It’s a mixture of dominance, hate, and wanting.
“I missed you,” he rasps breaking our kiss before kissing me again.
“You lost me Caleb. You lost my trust and my heart. I won’t give them to you again,” I say bluntly.
Leaning forward he touches his forehead to mine. “You don’t mean that baby; please say you don’t mean that.”
I don’t answer him. This time when I walk away he doesn’t put up a fight. I pull open the door but before I leave he calls out after me.
