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This girl, straight, wind-torn hair all over, a top buttoned to the neck and a flared Redwood Prep skirt at mid-thigh is going to be my obsession for life. The sooner she accepts that, the easier all our lives will be.
I grunt and pace the front steps. “Finn? Caveman translation please?” “He slept with her and now he’s hooked,” Finn mumbles, eyes still on the tablet.
“It was all over your face when you came back home… the next morning.”
In another life. In another world. The connection between us is undeniable, but it isn’t enough to survive in this life.
“I know that the moment I get married to Cadence, that’s it for me. I’m married for life.”
“I won’t stop until the whole damn world acknowledges that you’re mine, Cadey.”
Dutch’s eyes take me in, wrecking me, tearing me to shreds without any effort. I’m already falling for you. I can’t let my sister take the same path.
I’m a jealous, possessive bastard, and I keep picking up vibes between Sol and my future wife.
I don’t say anything. I don’t have to. My eyes whisper one thing: she’s mine. If he wants to lose everything, he can challenge me on that.
“Because you and me, we’re—” “Damaged?” His fingers trace my lips. “Inevitable.”
“She’s my fiancée,”
Miss Jamieson shrieks as Zane scoops her up and throws her over his shoulder. I watch her heels kick up and down. I watch her skirt ride up. I watch her pinch Zane and I see Zane smack her backside in retribution. It feels like a slap to the face. A brawny student like Zane. A classy teacher like Miss Jamieson.
“Congratulations on your engagement.” “We are not engaged.” “Thanks.”
“Dutch isn’t going to take care of this for you, Cadey. He wants this problem.” My eyebrows knot. “How could you let him use you?” Mom hesitates,
“She never should have fallen for you.” I freeze. This is my first time hearing someone confirm Cadence’s feelings for me. Not even she admitted it to me yet.
“She belongs to me. And she always will.”
“I’d rather you talk about him,” Hunter says quietly. “I’d rather you tell me that you loved him and you miss him. This hurts worse. Watching you in pain, in agony—you’re killing me, Cadence.”
“What about my music?” I snap. “Every note sounds like you’re calling his name.
I fell for Dutch Cross. The ruthless, dark and twisted ruler of Redwood Prep.
“You’re my drug, Cadey. I’m addicted to you. I’d do anything to have you. The more of you I taste, the more I want.” His thumb slides over my cheek. “I’ve never loved like this before. Nothing else matters but you. And I have no intentions of hurting you again.”
“I love you, Dutch.”
“Marry me,” he growls. “Be my wife, Cadey.”

