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“Fuck you, asshole.” I flipped him off.

“Crazy bitch alert,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes going over my shoulder.

“Hey, baby.” Cherri’s voice made the hairs along my neck stand to attention, and not in a good way. She ran her hands up my arms and leaned down to whisper, “I missed you Saturday night.”

“Cherri,” I said, twisting slightly, forcing her to back up.

“How was practice?” she asked. “Did you miss me?”

Someone—Kye most likely—snickered. Cherri’s head whipped around and she pinned my friends with her trademark death stare. “Why don’t you three run along and give me and Nix some alone time. He looks a little stressed out and I can help with that.”

“Here, really?” Chloe balked. “Classy, Cher, really damn classy.” She turned her attention to me. “Please tell me you’re not actually going to let her—”

“Okay, little bit.” Kye clapped a hand over her mouth. “Time for you to go.” He wrestled her out of her seat and threw me an apologetic glance. I tipped my chin, grateful he was getting Chloe out of here before Cherri’s claws came out.

“Chloe Carter needs to learn to keep her mouth shut.”

“She’s family. Don’t even think about it,” I said coolly.

Cherri straddled the bench and walked her hands up my thighs. “Still needs to learn to keep her mouth shut. Don’t you have places to be?” she asked Zane, not bothering to look at him.

“Actually, I think I’m good here.” His eyes narrowed to deadly slits.

“Nix, tell your guard dog to go bark somewhere else.”

“Listen Cher.” I cleared my throat, really wanting to avoid one of her outbursts in the middle of the school cafeteria.

She slid closer, pressing her finger to my lips. Hooking one arm around my neck, she dipped her head and ran her tongue up the side of my neck, biting down on my ear. “We’re good together, Nix. You know we are. I can be what you need.” Her hand slipped between our bodies, palming my dick through my jeans. Heat flashed inside of me because, well, I was a guy, and she knew how the fuck to touch me.

Zane grumbled something and said, “I’m outta here.”

I went to tell him not to leave me, but Cherri grabbed my face and slammed her lips down on mine.

Kissing the shit out of me.


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