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Why is he so insistent? Where’s the terrorizer I met the other day? The one who only tested my limits. Now, I want him to push my boundaries. Nobody asked him for a psych eval. “We aren’t friends, Cam. I don’t owe you a single explanation.”

Heart drumming in my ears, I beg for him to exhaust this argument. I need to hit a cord. No, sever it. He’s the bad I’ve begged for. The bad that’s capable of exterminating the hurt. Make me forget my friends I led and ran with and broke titles with. Make me forget I love my sister. Make me forget my good guy—Christian. Make me forget this newfound need to abhor Dad—who once coached and encouraged me. Make me forget . . . Momma.

Infuriated, I bite out, “I’m sleeping with Dr. Eaton, Camdyn. I’m not eighteen yet, so we had to play it off. I’m not a little girl.”

“You’re fecking the good doctor?” Darkness washes over the storm in his eyes. “Aye, okay.”

Abruptly, Camdyn snatches the bikini top from my body. His teeth rake over the globe of my breast, decreasing in intensity at the rigid nub where he sucks.

“Oh, shit,” I pant, threading my fingers into his hair, holding him as my pussy quivers.

“So, you been fecking?” His deep growl vibrates the pit of my stomach. The depraved bastard lets up, and a cool rush of salty air hits my lungs.

“Yes. While you’re gathering intel, let me bring you up to speed.” I grind against the massive tent pitched in his shorts. “Don’t give me that crap that you honestly care. Your aim is to see how screwed up in the head I am. Boys like you love fucked up girls like me. I’m mounting every dick from here to Neptune. You seem to get hard-on mind games. This is me—textbook broken.” Now, your move. Make. Me. Forget. Asshole.

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