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“No. I mean, I had an idea, something that would benefit us both,” I forced out. “And what kind of deal do you imagine I’d be interested in making with you?” His voice dripped with disdain. “I’d pay you whatever you asked.” Asher was quiet for a long moment. I had no idea what he was thinking. “And in return?” he asked silkily. There was something dangerous in that tone. God, was I really going to do this? I was. I had no choice. “In return, you pretend to be my boyfriend.”
“Nice jersey, Ice Queen.” Asher’s tone was hard, tightly controlled. He was pissed off. Well, I’d expected as much. I raised my chin. “Thanks, it’s my boyfriend’s.” Selena snorted with laughter beside me. Asher’s eyes held mine as he lowered himself to a crouch next to my seat. I was sitting at the end of the aisle. There was no one to act as a buffer between us. “Do you really think I’m going to let you win that easily, baby?” His voice was low, just for our ears. He didn’t want a scene before the game any more than I wanted him to rip his jersey off me and throw me out of the rink. “You’re
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She moved her hand up my leg. I held my tongue. She narrowed her eyes at me and kept going. She reached mid-thigh. “Yellow,” I warned her. Suddenly, she increased her fucking pace and slid her hand right up onto my crotch, cupping my hard-on. “What the fuck? Why did you go faster?” I nearly growled at her. “I always go faster on yellow…to beat the red light,” she breathed and wet her lips.
“Yes, your move was lame?” I asked, confused. It was hard to think when he was looking at me like that. He shook his head slowly. “Yes, I’m jealous,” he clarified. I stopped my slow escape, shocked into stillness. How was he able to turn me inside out so easily? He never said or did what I expected him to. “What the hell?” I demanded, irrationally angry at him for making my heart flutter like a trapped butterfly in my chest. “I said I’m jealous. I don’t like seeing some other fucker’s number on you. I really don’t fucking like it, and it’s not happening again. You want to wear someone’s
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His words kept playing on a loop in my head. “Winter and I are getting married.” This was the reason Winter had needed help. To save herself from that pathetic snake. And I’d had her running around, playing games, trying desperately to have someone in her corner. She chose you. Now, she had me. Honestly, she’d had me since before I’d learned about Trent. She’d had me for much longer than I cared to admit.
Marcus raised an eyebrow at me. “I thought it was just a game.” I shrugged. “It was. And now it’s not.” Marcus chuckled. “She broke you? The great never-lose Martino’s string of victories…finally at an end.” “I don’t know if I consider myself the loser in this scenario,” I drawled, folding up my sketch and putting it into my bag. “After all, I get her.” Marcus whistled lowly. “Like that, is it? So quickly? Great. You’ve joined Cade and Beckett in the loved-up club. I’m the last man standing, like always.” His dark eyes flickered back to the young and mysterious music teacher. “Sorry, dude. It
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“There is nothing you could ever tell me to justify shutting me out. Nothing. Tell me you fucked someone — you sign his death warrant, but you don’t lie to me about it. Tell me you killed someone — I will make the fucking body disappear. Never try to tell me again that you don’t love me — because I will never fucking believe you. Our souls are two ropes that will never be unknotted. It’s too late, Winter.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” He rubbed his thumb over my ring. I still wore his homemade one on one hand, and a white gold Lover’s Knot shaped ring for a wedding band on the other. They were my prized possessions. He laughed. “Oh, Ice Queen. Don’t you know, there’s nothing I wouldn’t dare to do, when it comes to you. You offered me anything, and I’m taking everything… till death do us part.”

