Page 55 of The Step Bet


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I’m waiting for him to give me hell, but he just keeps staring at me.

“I like that,” he says, giving an ear-to-ear grin.

My cheeks warm, and I take his mouth once again. God, those lips feel good, and the way his tongue teases mine just right, and this rhythm we so effortlessly fall into.

When we pull away again, his expression is more serious, as if he’s just realized what we’ve done and what a shit idea it is.

“What?” I ask quickly.

He looks to the sheets.

Fuck.Don’t say you regret this. Don’t say we did something wrong. I can’t live thinking we won’t have this again.

“So…Ash Ketchum winning you tonight…”

My head’s spinning. After what we did, I’d nearly forgotten about the auction, but I’m so relieved it’s not what I feared. “Yeah?”

“I get it, and I’m happy he gave all that money to charity, but…”

Again, he hesitates.

“I don’t want him touching you,” he finally spits out.

“Huh?”

“He doesn’t get to touch you. Not while we’re fucking around. When we’re doing this, you’re just mine.”

I’m surprised by how stoic his expression is, but I love hearing him say I’m just his, especially if that means he’s mine and that this isn’t the last time he’ll use my body.

“I agree. I don’t want you fucking around with anyone else either. Don’t want to have to key some girl’s car because you’re messing around with them.”

The tension in his brow relaxes, but only a little. “So you won’t be fucking him or kissing him…or touching him?”

“I have no interest in Ash.” I want to do everything I can to reassure him.

A part of me wonders if this might have to do with his dad’s betrayal.

“But he likes you. That’s why he coughed up that money. I don’t like the idea of him ogling you all night. And the thought of you doing what we just did with him…” His jaw tightens.

The only time I’ve ever seen him this worked up was when I thought we were gonna get into fistfights.

“Are you really jealous?”

“I don’t want to talk about it. I’m sorry I brought it up.” He’s about to hop out of bed, but before he has a chance, I hook my arm around him.

“No, no, I think it’s sexy.”

He avoids looking at me for a moment, but when he does, his expression relaxes. I give him another kiss, and just like that, he simply rolls on top of me and pins me down.

Like he wants me to be all his.

My sexy, intriguing, greedy Atlas.

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Atlas

Iwake upthe next morning with a naked Troy in bed beside me. It’s…fucking strange? Totally inappropriate? Confusing? Also…hot…as…hell. And something I wouldn’t mind to have keep happening.

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