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Huh? I wondered if I could convince him to kiss her. She had to taste better than Chuck. He spent half his day sweating on the basketball court. He smelled like locker-room and victory. It was annoying yet oddly attractive.

“What the fuck, Nova?” Gio barked.

“Huh?” I grunted while keeping my eyes on Kendall’s retreating form.

“What the fuck was that?”

Fantastic, that’s what that was.

Even the sway of her hips was hypnotizing.

“That was fucked up.” Atlee hung his head and gave it a shake. “I’ve never been more disturbed and turned on in my life.”

Eww.My top lip curled. “That’s your sister.”

But she wasn’t mine.

“Hence the disturbing part of my statement.”

“You also said you were turned on.” Gio grumbled in his direction.

“Well, yeah. Two chicks just made out. One of whom I’ve jerked off to many times.”

Again eww.

“Hey, I did not give you permission to insert me in your sick fantasies.”

“Neither did I.” Gio hissed through gritted teeth.

If looks could kill.

“Oh calm down.” Atlee rolled his eyes. “I’m not going to touch her.”

Thank god for that.

“But in my mind.” He rolled his gaze up to the sky. “I’ve used every hole she has. Many, many times?”

I might’ve been disturbed by whatever freaky image Atlee was recalling, if Gio didn’t lunge forward and crawl over the silver Beemer to grab his collar.

“You motherfucker!”

Gio’s arm flew back, fist ready to strike, while I tipped my head.

How was the roof not buckling under his weight. Gio was a solid guy and that car wasn’t very big.

Atlee smiled at him. “Does she squeak when you fuck her, cause she does for me?”

I didn’t know squeaking, but the metal under Gio’s knees was creaking almost as loud as the smack that rang through the air when Atlee got hit.

“Fuck yeah, that felt good.” Atlee looked up at Gio as the left side of his face began to turn red. “But not as good as her mouth feels.”

Another punch cracked across his jaw.

Should I leave? They seemed kind of occupied. Not to mention they were drawing attention. People were starting to look this way. The last thing I wanted was more rumors and conversations. It was utterly exhausting talking to people. But how was I going to break this up? What would other girls do?

“Oh man. It’s so hot.” I waved my hand fanning my face and added. “I think I might faint.”

They both stopped and cocked a brow my way.

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