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“Do you want to go for that smoke?” Cameron looked around me, his eyes on Layla, whose cheeks were flushed.

Why wouldn’t they just smoke in here? My eyes narrowed at Cameron. He was interested in her. Couldn’t he have picked another woman here? There were plenty!

“Sure.” Layla picked up her beer and brushed past me. I didn’t think about it and I didn’t give a fuck who was watching before I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her back. She looked up, confused.

Then my lips were on hers. God, how many times had I dreamt about kissing her? I swear it was my favorite daydream at school. Every time I saw her I pictured how she would taste. And she lived up to my dreams; tasting sweet and innocent, two things a guy like me didn’t deserve.

I didn’t care that her dad would be glaring at me right now. In fact, I could feel his eyes on me. Telling me to back the fuck away.

I ran my hand down her sides and then pulled away from her sweet lips.

“Monday English, you sit next to me?” I said loud enough for Cameron to hear.

I had basically laid claims on her. Don’t think she realized that though.

She looked like she was high as she slowly nodded her head.

I dipped my head, my mouth going to her ear. “Good girl. Now don’t let him touch you.”

She was mine.

I spun her around and gently pushed her forward. I think I had made my point. I looked at Cameron who was glaring at me. Yeah, I had made my point. He shouldn’t be going after her anyway.

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