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"The project," I manage to say, though my resolve is quickly crumbling. "We really need to work on it."

Danny spins me around to face him, his eyes dark with desire. "We will," he promises, his voice low and husky. "But first..."

Danny captures my lips in a searing kiss, stealing my breath away. My knees go weak and I clutch at his shoulders for support. His hands roam over my body, igniting sparks of pleasure everywhere he touches.

I know I should stop this. I know my dad and Katya are just downstairs. But I can't resist him. I never can.

Danny lifts me onto the desk, scattering papers and pens to the floor. He steps between my legs, pressing his body flush against mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Danny," I gasp as he trails hot kisses down my neck. "We can't... not here..."

But even as I protest, my hands are sliding under his shirt, tracing the hard planes of his abs. Danny groans softly against my skin.

"Shh," Danny murmurs against my neck. "Remember, we have to be quiet."

His hands slide under my shirt, caressing my skin with a touch that sets me on fire. I bite my lip to stifle a moan as he palms my breast through my bra.

Suddenly, we hear footsteps on the stairs. We spring apart, frantically straightening our clothes and trying to look innocent. I grab a textbook and flip it open just as Katya appears in the doorway.

"Everything okay up here?" she asks, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Fine!" I squeak, my voice unnaturally high. "Just working on our project."

Danny nods, the picture of innocence. "Yes, ma'am. Very interesting stuff."

Katya smirks, clearly not fooled. "Well, don't work too hard. Dinner will be ready in about an hour."

She gives us a knowing look before heading back downstairs. As soon as she's gone, I let out a shaky breath and bury my face in my hands.

"Oh my god, that was so close," I groan.

Danny chuckles and pulls me into his arms. "Relax, Becs. She didn't see anything."

I look up at him, my cheeks still flushed. "We really need to be more careful. And we actually do need to work on this project."

Danny sighs dramatically. "Fine, fine. All work and no play." But there's a glimmer in his eye that tells me he's not done with me yet.

And it absolutely thrills me.

Chapter twenty-two

Daniel

Mine

AsIroundthecorner at school, my heart sinks as I see Becca rushing out of the guidance counselor's office, her face streaked with tears.

I quickly reach out and grab her by the shoulders, trying to comfort her. "Becca, what's wrong?"

She pulls away, wiping at her wet cheeks. "Nothing, just leave me alone."

I refuse to let her push me away and guide her into an empty classroom, where I make her sit on a desk so we can be eye-to-eye. "You know you can't hide things from me, Becca. Tell me."

She rolls her eyes and tries to brush off my concern. "I can handle it, Danny. You don't have to fix everything for me."

I take her face in my hands and stare deeply into her tear-filled eyes. "That's where you're wrong." She scoffs, but I won't let this go. "Now, listen to me. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together."

She brushes a stray hair behind her ear and takes a deep breath. "It's my family. My mom wants to sue the school, my dad, Katya, even your family. She's threatening to tear everything apart again, and I can't just stand by and watch."

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