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Me. I’m his problem. He’s a territorial Daddy, and Alec is getting close to crossing the border. Well, not really. He won’t be sticking his P anywhere near my V, but Samuel doesn’t know that.

My phone buzzes loudly in my purse. Gee, I wonder who it could be.

When Alec is distracted, I reach into my bag and grab it.

Samuel: What do you think you’re doing, little girl?

Me: I think I’m on a date.

Samuel: I’d love to teach your smart mouth a lesson.

Me: Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. What part of “leave me the fuck alone” didn’t you understand?

Samuel: You don’t want me to leave you alone, Avery. You crave me. Every night.

Me: Not anymore.

Samuel: Bullshit.

“What’s up?” Alec’s voice startles me and my head snaps up.

My cheeks heat with embarrassment.

“Is everything okay?”

I shake my head. “Just one of my sorority sisters. So much drama. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. I think it’s great you’re so close to them.”

Not really, I think to myself.

My phone buzzes again with another message from Samuel.

Samuel: You know he won’t satisfy your needs, little girl.

Me: He ticks off a lot of my boxes.

Samuel: Oh really? What can he give you I can’t?

Me: Love.

I smirk. Hopefully, that shuts the bastard up.

When Alec asks if I want dessert, I decline. There really isn’t a reason to keep stringing him along.

“Thank you for dinner,” I tell him the moment he stops in front of the sorority house.

I reach for the door handle, but Alec stops me.

“Wait. I should at least walk you to the front door.”

“You really don’t have to do that.”

“But what if I want a goodnight kiss?” He says it so sweetly that my heart skips a whole beat.

Damn it, I wish I was different.

I lean across the console and quickly brush my lips against his. His lips are thin and dry.

“Goodnight Alec. See you in class,” I say before scrambling out of the car.

My feet carry me up the brick-paved path leading to the front porch. I’m distracted as I dig into my bag for my keys and nearly trip as I walk up the two steps.

When a warm, firm hand grips me around the arm, I practically scream until I hear a low, familiar voice growling.

“It’s time we had a talk, little girl.”

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