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Anderson sat next to me and took my hand. “You scared me today. Like really scared me.”
“I’m sorry. Please don’t worry.” I squeezed his fingers, and the warmth of his touch traveled up my arm. “I do want to talk to you, though.”
Before I realized it, Anderson leaned over and pressed his mouth to mine. He broke the kiss almost as fast as it happened. “Dammit. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Fuck that. You should have.” I grabbed the back of his neck and brought him in for another kiss, heat pooling low in my belly.Jesus, he’s a phenomenal kisser.
His lips parted, his tongue caressing mine. I arched into him, moaning from how easily my body turned to Jell-O beneath his skilled mouth.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you from the moment we first met.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because I can’t have you.”
Surprised, I pulled away. “Says who?”
Guilt twisted Anderson’s face, and the color drained from his cheeks. “You can’t tell anyone I kissed you, Phoebs. I wish I could take you out and spend time with you, but . . . ”
“But what?” I asked, my words dripping with irritation. “I’m my own person.”
“I know.” Anderson stood. “There’s no way that I can explain it.”
“Then who can?” I rose and stood toe to toe with him, anger lighting my short fuse.
“Let me see if I can help you get some answers.” Anderson pulled out his phone.
Frowning, I pointed at the cell. “That’s not your phone. I’ve seen yours in class.”
Anderson turned stark white. “Don’t ask any more questions. I’m drunk off my ass so ignore everything I’m saying and doing.”
I folded my arms over my chest. “If you get me answers of why I’m off limits to you, then you have a deal.”
Anderson fisted his hand and bit on a knuckle before he spoke. “You’re feisty and sexy as hell. It sucks that you’ve been marked.” His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “Fuck. I have to shut up. Donottalk to me anymore tonight.” He focused on the phone, typing away. His shoulders sagged as he looked up at me.
“The Black Mamba wants to meet you at the society.”
It took me a moment to realize what he said. “You’re in the society?” I whisper-yelled.
Anderson’s shoulders sagged. “Phoebe, if you care about me at all, even if it’s only as friends, it’s critical that you keep that secret.”
My heart melted into a puddle at my feet. “Anderson, I would date you in a hot minute and I’m pissed that someone has decidedforme that I’m off limits. One thing you don’t know about me is that I’m a bit of a rule breaker.” I grabbed the belt loops on his jeans and pulled him into me. “I would ride you all night long.” I nipped on his bottom lip, my core throbbing for him to touch me.
“Oh God, why are you torturing me?”
I kissed him again to prove to both of us I could. His erection pressed against my hip bone and I sighed. “Before I leave, I need to ask you something.”
Anderson reached up and gently brushed a knuckle across my cheek. “Anything.”
“When I passed out today, I think I had a hallucination.” Dread wrapped its fingers around my chest and pulled tight.
“What did you see?” Worry flickered in his hazel eyes.
“Please don’t laugh. I just need to make sure I’m not crazy and it was only a side effect of the concussion.”
“I won’t. I swear.”
“I thought there was a player standing next to you named Jagger Whitlock. I’m crazy, right? That didn’t happen?”
