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“When she was with me, she didn’t flinch if I went near her. She didn’t jump when she was touched. What the fuck have you done to her?” he hissed as he squared up to Cal, who stared at him with cold eyes.

“Well, I didn’t cheat on her for a year,” Cal chuckled. “She’s not your concern. She’smine,”he growled and pushed past him, taking me into his arms.

Luke shook his head as he looked at me, his eyes narrowing.

“I told you he was no good. I tried to warn you,” he shrugged as he walked into the crowd, leaving me alone with Cal.

“Was he going to kiss you?” Cal demanded, pushing me against the wall, gazing at me with a deadly expression on his face.

I opened my mouth to answer, before his lips crashed down on mine, our tongues dancing in urgency as we kissed. He lifted me up, my legs wrapped around his waist as I kissed him passionately, as though he were my lifeline.

“Do I have to fight every man in the world for your attention?” he breathed.

I gazed at him as I shook my head, my hands still wrapped in his hair as he let me down.

“He’s right, though. It’s my fault you are like that, all jumpy and shit,” he sighed as I held his face in my hands, my eyes searching his.

“Cal, I’d rather live a life of danger by your side than a life of safety by anyone else’s.”

He smiled then as he quickly kissed my lips. “I’d rather you lived a life of safety by my side.”

We kissed again, unaware that we were being watched.

Part Two: Chapter Fifteen

LUKE

I finished my beer, slinging the glass bottle into the bin as we passed, wiping the excess alcohol from my lips. I needed another, but considering we were moments away from the town, I knew I could easily score another drink, possibly a decent beer too. I walked beside Ethan as I heard him mutter.

“Well, I’ll be damned.”

I frowned as I followed his eyes, my heart dropping from my chest when I saw her.

It must’ve been two or three years since my eyes last drank her in, her now waist-length hair billowing around her in the wind as she laughed, one of my favourite sounds in the world, her perfect full lips parting to reveal her delicious mouth as she did. Her startling green eyes turned to meet mine as I forced a smile on my face. She held my gaze briefly, and I noted the regret in her eyes as she quickly looked away. I knew how that felt. I’d thought with my dick when I was with her, and Krystal gave it up when Gretchen didn’t.

I knew she had slept with my cousin whilst she was with me, no matter what she told me. That hurt more than my little fling with Krystal.

My heart hammered in my chest as I took in her tight dress, her long tanned legs, and black Converse.

My God,what I would do to see under that dress again.

Finn suggested we get some drinks, and we all began to follow when I found myself grabbing her arm, softly tugging her back towards me.

She recoiled in fear as she cried out, before realizing it was only me. I frowned as I studied her, the fear clear in her eyes.

“Whoa, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to speak to you alone. Are you okay?”

She seemed to compose herself with a deep breath and offered me a small smile.

Her eyes ran over my body briefly and a smile played on my lips—I’d been training intensely for the past two years—and it showed. The desire in her eyes was there, albeit for a flash of a second, but it was all I needed to see.

“I’m fine, how are you? Sorry, I’m just a little jumpy, I guess.”

Why?

I continued to study her. Years of being her boyfriend allowed me to recognize the signs of fear and anxiety she was currently displaying: the way her eyes darted around us, her tongue wetting her lips as she tried to regain composure.

What the fuck happened to her?