Smiling, he presses his lips to mine and then asks, “So what are you doing tomorrow around four?”
“Nothing,” I say, nuzzling my nose along his. “Are we going to karaoke? Hope you’re ready to lose again!”
“You cheated, and yes.”
“I didn’t cheat, and do you want me to come here at four?”
He shakes his head. “Yes, you did, and no, I’ll text you when we’re ready.”
“You’re insane, but okay. So what do you need me at four for?”
“You’re delusional to think you can
beat Jude motherfucking Sinclair fair and square at karaoke, and no reason at all.”
We eye each other and then I sit up, pointing at him.
“Oh my God! You know I won, and you’re also lying!” I accuse, but he just smiles.
“No, you didn’t win, and I’m not lying at all.”
“Yes, I did, and yes, you are.”
Sending me an evil grin, he says, “Guess you’ll have to wait, huh?” He then leans in, his mouth right by mine, and with a grin on his face, he whispers, “And you cheated.”
Pushing him away, I yell, “You’re impossible!”
He gathers me in his arms, pressing his lips to mine, and I can’t help but love every moment with him. And when he pulls back, his eyes blazing with lust and everything hot, my heart does a little flip-flop in my chest.
He whispers, “You’re such a beautiful, gorgeous, amazing cheater.”
Closing my eyes, I laugh so hard that tears sting my eyes, and I know that I’ve fallen a little bit more for Jude motherfucking Sinclair.
The next day I’m walking through the quad with a huge grin on my face.
After spending most of the night in Jude’s bed, I went to work and it was a wonderful night. I made a ton of money, and the girls are catching on to my choreography perfectly. The investors will be here soon, and I’m confident in what I have. I know I’ll land them, and I think Ms. Prissy knows too. When she told me how proud she was of me, I took my phone out to text Jude but then stopped myself. What was I going to say? It ruined my night, but then I woke up this morning to the sweetest text ever.
Hey Jude: Today is going to be special.
Hey Jude: Not cause I plan on banging you.
Hey Jude: Which I do, but because I get to see you and be with you.
Hey Jude: And ask you a very important question.
It was sweet and amazing, and I’m still grinning like a lovesick fool. I never thought I’d want this. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want him, and while it’s freaky stuff, I’m excited for our future. I know that he’s going to ask me be his, and I plan on screaming yes. No matter what, I know I want to be with him, but I also want to share my accomplishments. I don’t want to blow the investors away and then not being able to tell him because I’m hiding it. It’s time to tell him. No matter how much that scares me.
“Claire.”
I turn to find Jayden coming up toward me. “Hey Jayden,” I say with a smile. “What’s up?”
“I have been sent to find you.”
Raising a brow, I ask, “Oh really? By who?”
“Jude,” he says, rolling his eyes. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” I ask, but I don’t expect him to tell me. Glancing down at my phone, I see that it’s two minutes before four and a grin spreads across my face.