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“If only you had something better to do with this smart mouth of yours.”
“I love that face, by the way,” he said, glancing at where I was still frozen in place. “The one you make when you realize you’ve met your match.”
“Oh, no!” Livia gasped, sitting up straighter and pressing her hand to her chest like she was appalled. “What a jerk, liking you so much he wants to claim you. And to be hot and rich, too? With a nice cock? God, I don’t know how you’re surviving.”
“I’ve had enough of that fucking mouth of yours,” he husked. And then he kissed me.
She rolled her lips together, nodding. “That was some powerful shit.” “Maybe I should be an actress.” “Nah, you’re too nasally.”
“I don’t want to do this,” he choked, Adam’s apple bobbing hard with the admission. “I don’t want to play these fucking games with you. I don’t want to be in pain when I see you with one of my teammates because I don’t have the assurance that you’re mine, and I don’t want to try to make you jealous with some random fucking girl I don’t even know. This isn’t who I am, but it’s who you make me because I’m fucking crazy for you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not you,” she said, quickly waving me off. “I get my kicks in different ways. But baby girl, you are in love. And if I was ever in your shoes, I’d want you to smack me and shake me until I saw it and listened to you, too.” “You haven’t smacked me yet.” “I’m close.”
“Livia, this is—” “BREAK SHIT, BITCH.”
“It’s not your fault. And for the record, I still want to murder that piece of shit for making you feel this way.” “Don’t worry, I beat you to it.” I cocked a brow, pulling back to look down at her. “You killed him? Shit,” I said, looking around and holding her head to my chest. “Maybe we shouldn’t pull stunts that will have you all over national television right now.”
“But are you going to be okay not traveling with me? Do you trust me?” I swallowed. “As much as it freaks me out… yes.” “Good. I swear, I’ll keep it to two bunnies a trip. Maybe three. Just some good luck blowjobs before the game, you know? Nothing too—oof!” I cut him off with a knee to the gut, and he laughed, wrapping me up in a straitjacket of arms and legs again.
