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Chapter 7
Mayson
I’m still pissed off and annoyed after practice. When I walk in the door, that feeling continues because I thought that maybe, just maybe, Colin would be out with his friends doing whatever the hell he wants. Instead, he’s sitting on the couch drinking a beer. When I notice how shiny the arm lifting the bottle to his mouth is, I bite back a laugh.
I had the thought this morning, and I wasn’t sure how long it would take, since I figured he showered at school. Guess I should’ve known better because Colin Masters is probably too good for locker room showers.
Part of me wants to make a smart ass comment about his smooth skin, the other part of me wants to continue avoiding him.
I choose to avoid conversation, walking past him without a word.
When I’m about to head upstairs he starts to speak.
“You have fun with your little prank?”
I bite back my smile, and don’t turn around.
“It was cute, but I don’t know why you think pulling something like that will get you your clothes back any sooner.”
I snarl, turning back around toward him. “It doesn’t matter because nothing I do will get you to give them back so you just want me to roll over and take it?”
He shakes his head. “No, I think I’d prefer you lay down and take it. Or maybe get on your knees. I’ll have you doing all of it and more before long so I guess it doesn’t really matter.”
“You’re disgusting”
“Yeah, you’ve said that, but we both know if I touched you that you wouldn’t tell me to stop.”
“You wouldn’t even get close enough to touch me.”
“No? Pretty sure I’ve had you in my lap already and if I’d slipped my fingers under the T-shirt you were wearing I would’ve been able to bury my fingers inside that needy cunt of yours. You wouldn’t have had the chance to stop me.”
My thighs clench, but I try to hide it.
“You wouldn’t have done that in front of your teammates. Especially since you aresoworried about them seeing an inch of my skin apparently.”
His jaw tightens.
“They don’t deserve to see any part of you, but if they were going to, it would only be while I’m claiming you so they can see what they can never have.”
I shake my head, both trying to deny myself the way that he’s making me feel and also trying to deny his words because I think he’s actually gone insane. He’s always made sexual jokes toward me, but I’ve always figured it was him just trying to get a rise out of me. Something about it now makes me feel like he may be serious.
Though he can’t be. His dad is still married to my mom, and Colin is a certified fuck boy. Maybe he’sjust slept with every woman within a fifty mile radius except me and has decided that now it’s time. I grimace at the thought.
“You don’t like that idea, babe?” he teases. “Good because I don’t either. They’ll never get to see you like that.”
“Neither will you.”
He throws his head back on a laugh. “You’re wrong about that.”
I turn back around to walk up the stairs and continue to hear him laugh as I go. I’m sure he has more things planned for me. He’s taken it relatively easy, but even I can feel that my time is limited. He’s not one to let this go anytime soon.
Colin returnedone of my jerseys. Just one, and I think it’s because we have an away game that we leave for in the morning. There’s no way he’s just being nice, I bet he would prefer to keep the jersey away from me longer, but he’s smarter than that.
I’m packing my away bag when I hear him come home. Other than the interaction we had after the hair removal incident, we haven’t seen much of each other. Each day that goes by it makes me more and more uneasy. Then my jersey was laid on my bed, and he didn’t say anything. He probably expected a thank you or for me to drop down to my knees praising his kindness.
If he expected that, then he should know he has the wrong bitch because I would never.
“I’m having a get together tonight,” Colin states firmly from my doorway.
