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I wish she would just talk to me instead of tossing me out or running away every chance that she gets, but if she wants to make this a guessing game, I’ll play along. I’m always down for games.

With my loose shorts on and shirt in hand, I grab her face, tilting it so her lips are there for the taking.

“It will be our little secret, Hope. We don’t want to make Dimitri and Jaxon jealous.”

She whimpers as I pull her closer by her face and take her lips with mine. Her lips are warm and soft against mine, but her teeth are sharp as she tries to bite.

I grin. “Fucking perfect.”

Twenty-five

DIMITRI

Idecided to skip today and stay in Jared’s apartment as I can’t seem to get his files unlocked.

Knox didn’t even bother to ask as it looked like he was somewhere else with his thoughts. And Jaxon, well he tried to go with Hope to the stadium, but she only scolded him and drove off before he even got a chance to get in.

And all he did was fucking smile and lookat me.

“That’s love,” he said.

The more she fights him, the better he thinks it is. And perhaps he’s right. What do I know?

Hope is… complex. She’s more complicated than people take her for at face value, but weknowher. We know everything about her. The worst parts of her life. The best parts. What she loves. What she fears.

That scares her, but it just further proves that we’re right for her. We know how to care for her in a way that’s unique to her. To her needs and desires. They’re far different from anyone else’s, and instead of being disgusted with herself, she should be more open-minded.

She should want happiness for herself in any way that it comes.

I take another sip from my coffee and stare at the screen as it’s filled with codes and warnings.

It all takes too long for my liking and I’m not the best to hack into someone’s computer. Okay, I can, but not when it’s this sealed up. Jared knew he had incriminating things on his computer, so he made sure it was a bitch to get into.

After my coffee has turned cold, I give up on the files and try again with Jared’s email account.

He’s still in the hospital and he doesn’t have access there to a computer. We also have his phone here. He has no way of hiding anything from me, and still, he manages to do so.

The numbers and letters on the black screen slow and I try again, putting in the command and…

“Fuck yes,” I cheer and stare as his email account unlocks.

I scroll through the emails and all seem to be safe.

“What are you hiding?” I mumble.

Why would you put so much security on your laptop if you have nothing to hide?

My gaze lingers on a coded email address with an attachment from a few days ago.

Check this out. She’s your neighbor, right?

I roll my shoulders and open the attachment. Another screen opens and it appears to be a video.

I click one and within the first clip, cold sweat breaks out.

“No,” I breathe.

“Come on, little girl, show Daddy how much you like it.”Coach’s voice comes through the speakers.

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