He narrows his eyes. “Have you been talking to Lev?”
That means Levi knows more about him than he’s letting on.
I lift an eyebrow. “Maybe.”
He grips me by the shoulder and pushes me to the side of the ninth tower.
My back hits the stone and he sandwiches me between the wall and his hard body.
“Don’t talk to Lev.”
“Why? Are you afraid I’ll figure everything out and you won’t be able to blackmail me with sex anymore?”
He lifts my chin with his thumb and forefinger. “You can lie to yourself and think that I’m blackmailing you with sex any day, sweetheart.”
The amusement in his tone pisses me off.
“Isn’t that the truth? If it were up to me, I’d vote for the story without the sex part of the deal.”
“Hmm. Is that why your tight pussy begs for my cock the minute I’m out of you? Or is that why you demanded, and I quote, Don’t you dare fucking stop?”
I block his mouth with a hand and search my surroundings with my cheeks in flames.
Damn him and his dirty mouth.
I’m almost sure he’s doing it on purpose to make me squirm at school.
He removes my hand to reveal a sly smile. His fingers thread in my hair, tugging the band free. And just like that, his poker face returns. “Don’t talk to Lev. I mean it.”
“If you have nothing to hide, why shouldn’t I?”
“It’s not about that. He won’t tell you anything.”
“Then what is it about?”
He scoffs and resumes walking. Aiden just freaking scoffed at the mention of his cousin.
I keep up with him, tying my hair back, and watching his body language intently. There’s something about his reaction that I can’t put my finger on.
“By the way,” I probe. “Isn’t Levi your cousin? Why did he specifically choose Cole for the captain position and not you?”
“Because Nash appears normal and he’s all about compromises and team spirit.”
Appears normal? As in he isn’t?
“Wow. Levi must take football more seriously than you. I guess that’s why he went professional and you won’t.”
He stabs me with a glare. “Are you done?”
“Done with what?”
“Idolising Lev.”
It hits me then. I suppress a smile. “You’re jealous of him.”
He remains silent, but I know I’m on point.
“You are.” I laugh. “Why? Because he was so popular? He had all the girls and the attention? Even Jonathan came to RES so many times because of him, and not you.”