“You trying to cockblock me?” I challenged. “The fact you think I’m cockblocking you because I won’t let you call my girl…” I gritted my teeth. “Who is with my girl right now.” Ryan crossed his arms over his chest. “Your girl?” Hell yes, my girl. She was mine from the minute Ryan and I ran into the theater to stop our former Elite bad apple from attacking Rory. Madison also suffered collateral damage by that douche-canoe. And now she was mine. Even if she didn’t know it.
