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“Well no offense, Colin, but he isn’t here for you,” my mom says with her tone trying to be lighthearted, but it only has me tensing. She clearly doesn’t know what she’s saying or who she’s talking to.
His hand tightens on my hip even more, and I don’t know ifanyone other than me has noticed that he hasn’t stepped away from my body. “Then why is he here?”
“Be nice,” my mom scolds. “Nancy is my friend, and I thought Garrett and Mayson could get to know each other. Is that okay withyou?”
I don’t even have to look back at Colin to know his face is completely still, blue eyes flared with anger. “No. It’s not.”
My mom just laughs lightly like it’s a joke, but I know better. “Oh, stop. Anyway you two go take your stuff upstairs and then you can join us.”
Colin pulls me into him, and guides me out of the room, grabbing our bags and continues to walk behind me as we walk upstairs. As soon as we step into my room he shuts the door, drops the bag, spins me around, and pushes me up against the door, caging me in with his hands on either side of my head.
“What the fuck was that?” he sneers, and I bite back a smile because I’m clearly deranged.
“My mom being my mom.” I shrug, and he clearly is not happy with that answer because he presses closer to me, closing off any escape I could have possibly had.
“You going to entertain him?”
“Maybe, it’s not like anyone can stop me,” I goad.
“No? You don’t think I’m against bending you over the table down there, and making them watch as you scream my name with my cock buried deep in your needy pussy.”
“You threaten that, but I know you wouldn’t let anyone see me like that. Maybe you should do that and prove it.”
“You don’t believe me?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“Hm,” he hums, pressing his hips against me, and I can feel how hard he is already. “Maybe I want to see how far you’d bewilling to entertain that idiot because we both know you wouldn’t let him touch you.”
“I wouldn’t? I’m not a virgin anymore. Maybe I want to see what else is out there.”
I’m poking a bear and fully aware of it, but so is he. We’re just poking at each other and we both are too stubborn to let up first. I don’t have any interest in Garrett. He’s okay, but with his pushed back hair, button up, and lanky frame, he looks too put together for me. I like them with messed up dark hair, covered in sweat from playing soccer, tattoos on his thighs and a chain around his neck.
I want him dangerous, and forbidden. And standing right in front of me testing my limits.
“Sure, okay. You go down there and entertain them, and when you get bored you’ll be on your knees begging for my cock again.”
I scoff. “You really are so full of yourself, you know?”
“Yeah, but you love being full of me.” He rubs himself against me just barely. “Go have fun, but you’ll be screaming my name by the end of the night.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Garrett.Is. Boring.
Holy fuck, I didn’t know it was possible to be this bored.
The worst part is I know Colin’s loving every second of this because he can read me better than anyone and no matter how hard I try to hide my boredom, I’m sure he can see it written all over my face.
Apparently Garrett is a couple years older than me and already working at his dad’s business doing…businessy things? Idon’t know, I really zoned out as soon as the word “spreadsheets” was said.
“Isn’t that great, Mayson?” my mom said, way more excitedly than someone should be about this conversation.
“Sogreat.” I fake smile at Garrett. It’s probably not his fault he’s so boring, he just is.
“I had an idea, would you two like to go out to dinner sometime and get to know each other a little bit more?” my mom asks like it’s the greatest idea she’s ever had.
Garrett looks at me. “If you’d like to, I’d love to take you out.”
