never been
so turned on in my life!”
As if to emphasize his point, he bucked
underneath me. Our hips connected immediately, clearly showing the
truth of his words, and I gasped as he rocked into me.
Rolling away, I stood—indignant over his
sexual display right there in front of everyone. I spit out my
mouthpiece as he rose to face me. “You’re a jackass. You know that,
right?”
“I’ve been called a lot worse,” he replied,
swinging for me and connecting with my shoulder. I used the
momentum to strike with my opposite fist and clocked him upside the
head, knocking him straight into the mat.
“He’s out!” Someone shouted. Sure enough, it
looked like he wasn’t going to get up. Just to be safe, I went over
and, lying across him, I pressed his shoulders into the mat as the
ref counted down. As soon as he hit eight, the crowd cheered wildly
and Jett’s eyes popped open, staring straight into mine.
“I had to fake it—just so you’d press that
hot body against me one more time.”
“You’re a sick bastard,” I replied,
shocked.
“I’m serious. Date me. You’re the hottest,
sexiest, girl I’ve ever met.”
“Too bad. Guess you’re just going to have to
fake it with your girlfriend. I have a date with Seth, now.”
Pushing away from him, I got up and crawled out of the ring, only
to be mauled by Frankie who was there with another guy.
“You did it! You did it!” he shouted,
throwing his arms around me. “You just made me a couple hundred
bucks.”
“Glad you got something out of it,” I said,
forcing a smile. I couldn’t feel good about the win now that I knew
Jett had thrown the match. Glancing around, I saw Seth
approaching.
“You wanna get out of here?” There was a
grim set to his features. He knew what Jett had done. I could see
it on his face.
I nodded. “I have a date,” I said to
Frankie. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure thing. Have fun and I want to hear all
the deets.”
Smiling, I turned and followed Seth through
the crowd of congratulatory people as we pushed our way
outside.
“He threw the match,” Seth said, once we
were safely inside his vehicle.
“Yep.” I confirmed, annoyed.
“What was he saying to you in there?”
I hesitated. I knew Seth and Jett were best
friends, and didn’t think it was fair for me to say anything that I
knew would drive a wedge in between them. But I also wanted to be
honest with Seth.
“Maybe it would be better if I just kept
that to myself.” I picked at imaginary lint on my clothes.
“Did he threaten you?” he asked sharply, his
eyes narrowing, shining hard and glittering like ice.
I sighed heavily. “No, nothing like that. He
asked me out, actually.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s true. He said he’d never been so
turned on his life. That was right before he proceeded to hump me
in front of everyone.”
“I’m going to kill him,” Seth said
menacingly, his jaw set hard.
“No, you aren’t. Regardless of how it
happened, I still technically won. You’re going to take me to
dinner, now, because I’m starving.”
“Sorry.” He started the engine. “It gets
under my skin, though. He knows damn well that I want to date you.”
Gulping, he stared at me as if he hadn’t meant to say that part out
loud. “I mean . . . I have no claim to you. We just met
. . . but I was hoping that maybe . . . you
know since we were hitting it off so well . . .”
“Relax, Seth. I get it. Just please take me
to eat some yummy food. That’s all that matters. Afterward, you can
get your “revenge” by dating me. Of course, I’d also enjoy dating
you without the whole revenge thing.”
He chuckled. “I just want to date you.”
“Then keep asking.”
“I will. He’ll keep asking, too,
though.”
“And I’ll keep saying no.”
“What about other guys? After tonight,
they’ll start asking you out, I’m sure.”
I laughed. “You’re the only one I see
beating down my door at the
so turned on in my life!”
As if to emphasize his point, he bucked
underneath me. Our hips connected immediately, clearly showing the
truth of his words, and I gasped as he rocked into me.
Rolling away, I stood—indignant over his
sexual display right there in front of everyone. I spit out my
mouthpiece as he rose to face me. “You’re a jackass. You know that,
right?”
“I’ve been called a lot worse,” he replied,
swinging for me and connecting with my shoulder. I used the
momentum to strike with my opposite fist and clocked him upside the
head, knocking him straight into the mat.
“He’s out!” Someone shouted. Sure enough, it
looked like he wasn’t going to get up. Just to be safe, I went over
and, lying across him, I pressed his shoulders into the mat as the
ref counted down. As soon as he hit eight, the crowd cheered wildly
and Jett’s eyes popped open, staring straight into mine.
“I had to fake it—just so you’d press that
hot body against me one more time.”
“You’re a sick bastard,” I replied,
shocked.
“I’m serious. Date me. You’re the hottest,
sexiest, girl I’ve ever met.”
“Too bad. Guess you’re just going to have to
fake it with your girlfriend. I have a date with Seth, now.”
Pushing away from him, I got up and crawled out of the ring, only
to be mauled by Frankie who was there with another guy.
“You did it! You did it!” he shouted,
throwing his arms around me. “You just made me a couple hundred
bucks.”
“Glad you got something out of it,” I said,
forcing a smile. I couldn’t feel good about the win now that I knew
Jett had thrown the match. Glancing around, I saw Seth
approaching.
“You wanna get out of here?” There was a
grim set to his features. He knew what Jett had done. I could see
it on his face.
I nodded. “I have a date,” I said to
Frankie. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure thing. Have fun and I want to hear all
the deets.”
Smiling, I turned and followed Seth through
the crowd of congratulatory people as we pushed our way
outside.
“He threw the match,” Seth said, once we
were safely inside his vehicle.
“Yep.” I confirmed, annoyed.
“What was he saying to you in there?”
I hesitated. I knew Seth and Jett were best
friends, and didn’t think it was fair for me to say anything that I
knew would drive a wedge in between them. But I also wanted to be
honest with Seth.
“Maybe it would be better if I just kept
that to myself.” I picked at imaginary lint on my clothes.
“Did he threaten you?” he asked sharply, his
eyes narrowing, shining hard and glittering like ice.
I sighed heavily. “No, nothing like that. He
asked me out, actually.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s true. He said he’d never been so
turned on his life. That was right before he proceeded to hump me
in front of everyone.”
“I’m going to kill him,” Seth said
menacingly, his jaw set hard.
“No, you aren’t. Regardless of how it
happened, I still technically won. You’re going to take me to
dinner, now, because I’m starving.”
“Sorry.” He started the engine. “It gets
under my skin, though. He knows damn well that I want to date you.”
Gulping, he stared at me as if he hadn’t meant to say that part out
loud. “I mean . . . I have no claim to you. We just met
. . . but I was hoping that maybe . . . you
know since we were hitting it off so well . . .”
“Relax, Seth. I get it. Just please take me
to eat some yummy food. That’s all that matters. Afterward, you can
get your “revenge” by dating me. Of course, I’d also enjoy dating
you without the whole revenge thing.”
He chuckled. “I just want to date you.”
“Then keep asking.”
“I will. He’ll keep asking, too,
though.”
“And I’ll keep saying no.”
“What about other guys? After tonight,
they’ll start asking you out, I’m sure.”
I laughed. “You’re the only one I see
beating down my door at the
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