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"Mason’s not a dick"

"Yes, he is" She laughed as she sunk down on his desk chair, straddling it, facing me "But he’s not to you or to anyone he loves, and that’s what makes him so damn hot"

I fiddled with the tab onrolled over ot about Tate’s words for a moment I could feel Mason’s arms around me I could feel his hard chest as I rested ers as he tucked a strand of hair behinda soft, delicate kiss tothe threat of tears, I shookthere, I was ready to throwto tellto make me force it out of you?"

Heather’s clear, sober voice was like a bucket of ice water

"Sa with beer can’s tab, and I cleared my throat "Yeah?"

"Girl," she leaned forward, intense scrutiny on her face, and stated, "you better start talking, or I’ Either way, I’ the truth"

"Why?"

I cursed under my breath as her eyebrows shot up, and she leaned back "So there is so ht as well know all of it before it ateall the fear, all the burden, all the potential destruction these words caused I said, "Logan’s in love with lanced atat eleven If we left for this party now, I knew Ihad been wrong with Sa apart for a year, but everything would be fine It was one year It sucked Okay, it didn’t suck It was torture at ti she was probably with Logan right nohen I was supposed to head to one of Nate’s parties, felt like a branding iron to my heart

Fuck Whatever This e had to do, but I hated it

My roo around his neck, and his hands went to his hips He let the other towel fall His stohter "You, ood will coirlfriend"

Curses came from him as he dove for his towel and disappeared back into the bathroohed, threw the phone on the bed, and finished dressing When he didn’t hear any voices, he poked his head back out His eyes fell to the phone and he scowled "You a liar, Kade That wasn’t cool"

"Got your fat dick out of ht Be jealous" He pounded a hand to his chest and swept off his towel again "It’s like the helicopter" His hips started leamed back athis dick in circles "It goes round and round All the girls like it You should try thisa shirt over my chest, I shook my head "Sarunted and slapped his sto that ood one?" He didn’t wait for my answer and went into his closet A second later, Matteo came out with a pair of pants, a shirt, a pair of boxers, and socks As he sat on his bed and began to pull his boxers on, he glanced at me "Those are some nice threads You must come from money, Kade"

I scowled I did, but I didn’t want that to define me "My rich parents didn’t pay for these clothes if that’s where you’re going"

"Oh Whoa, onna say that you don’t seem like one of those rich pricks" He held his hands in the air,atwith you I can be wack sometimes" He hit himself in the chest

"Sometimes?"

"Oh ho ho You funny, man You funny" He pointed his hand at rabbed his wallet, put two condoms inside, and slid his phone into his pocket He stood up and spread his are He hadan offensive line with him for three weeks, so I kneas quick and fierce on the field, but easygoing and a joker off I was tempted to tell hi, but I didn’t He wore a white polo over trendy khakis and sneakers that put hiory I kne ot histo know each other

"You’re good You hoping to get a few girls?"

"Me?" His eyebrows shot up He was tan, hite teeth and handsome features He could From what I had witnessed around caods Matteo would have no probleirl, or two, if that’s what he wanted "No, no, no I’ of," the scowl he had been wearing when he first dropped his towel reappeared, "we never go to Park Sebastian’s frat parties Why are we le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">