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"I don't know what this is, Leon. I don't want them sticking their noses in my business."

"You think they won't approve?"

"I don't know. They don't know you. I don't know you. And you're a football player and I—"

My words are cut off when he pulls me over the center console and claims my lips like he now owns them.

He kisses me long and hard until I damn near forget my own name, let alone what we were just talking about.

"It's okay," he says when he pulls back, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip. "I get it."

I nod, believing that he does.

This thing, whatever it is that's crackling between us, if it's as confusing to him as much as it is to me then I can't imagine he wants one hundred and one questions about it either.

"Some friends of mine are having a party on Friday night. You wanna come with me?"

"Uh…" His face drops a little that I might be about to say no. "I'm not really a partier," I confess.

"How about we just show our faces for a bit then we can go do something else?"

"Okay, sure. So I'll see you Friday then?"

"Not sure I'll be able to wait that long."

"Stop," I beg, not believing it.

"You need to go before I change my mind and take you home."

"Okay, I'm going."

He drops one more chaste kiss to my lips before he releases me and I'm able to climb from the car.

8

Leon

My fists curl as I watch Macie disappear into her dorm building after giving me a girly wave. My short nails dig into my palms giving me just a hint of the pain I need.

She's… not what I was expecting.

I'd made her out in my head over the years to be this confident, evil, gives zero fucks redhead and yet meeting her I discover that she's this shy, slightly sarcastic yet totally endearing young woman.

Stretching my legs out, I pull on my pants, giving my semi some fucking breathing space.

Kissing her. Fuck. It's addictive.

It shows me just how innocent she is and fuck if that doesn't make me hard as fucking nails.

For years I've imagined how I would get revenge for what she did to me. I've come up with a million and one creative ways to make her pay. Never did I even contemplate that it would actually be this easy.

I mean, a few fairy lights and a picnic by a lake and her well built up walls are already beginning to crumble around her feet.

I'd be naïve to think it's going to be that easy though.

I haven’t missed the way she dodges any kind of conversation about her past, her family, or the blatant lies she told me about her life before MKU. It's going to take more than half a glass of champagne and a romantic date to get the information I need out of her. I also know that I'm not giving her until Friday to realize that she made a massive mistake by letting me get close tonight.

Macie has no idea, but I'm not letting her forget about me for even a second because one way or another, everything I've dreamed about since I was eleven years old, is going to happen.