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you need to get your own damn life
before you can judge mine.”
    She stared at him until the tears filled
her eyes, and she was consumed by anger and hurt and a sense of
devastation.   “So that’s what you
really think of me,” she said, looking away and wiping her eyes.   “That I have no life.   That I sit in judgment of everyone
else.”
    “I’m just being honest,” he said.   “It’s not fun when the shoe’s on the
other foot, is it?”
    “You’re just being cruel,” she whispered.
      “Come on,” he said, laughing a
little.   “I was just getting you to
look at yourself instead of always putting that high-powered microscope on me.”
    “I hate you,” she said, turning to face
him again.   “I really do hate you,
Chase Winters.”
    “Oh?”
    “Yes,” she continued, feeling that she
was losing control.   “I hate your
arrogance, and your cruelty, your self-centeredness.   I don’t give a shit about football.   And I don’t—“
    “Stop it,” he commanded.
    She did stop talking briefly, because she
realized that for the first time, she might have truly pushed him too far.   But now that the feelings were churning
in her body, she didn’t really want to stop pushing.   She wanted to see him break down the way
he’d broken her down so effortlessly, dismantling her like a child’s toy.  
    “What if I don’t want to stop?” she
asked, smirking defiantly.   “What if
I keep going?”
    Chase’s expression was dark and
cold.   “I don’t think you want to go
there,” he said softly.
    “I do, though.   I want to go there, but you’re too
scared to go with me,” she said.   “Every time something real comes up, you’re the one who runs away,
Chase.”
    He smiled bitterly.   “This is pathetic,” he said, getting off
the bed and walking past her.
    She chased after him.   “You’re pathetic!” she said, getting in
his way as he attempted to leave the room.   “You accuse me of being afraid.   You ran away from your past and your still running, still hiding.   You don’t want to deal with anything but
your stupid football career.”
    Chase nodded.   “So now we’re even.   Two cowards trying to
hide together.   Maybe we
shouldn’t bother anymore.”
    “Good riddance,” she yelled, trying to
hurt him now.   “This wasn’t
real.   This was all just pretend and
we both know it.”
    But as she looked up at him, she realized
that quite the opposite was true.
    He gripped her wrists and pulled her
towards him, until her body was pressed tightly against his.   She could feel his cock through his
boxers, erect and insistent against her stomach.   “I don’t believe you,” he growled.   His eyes gleamed intensely.   “I think you’re terrified that what we
have is real and now you have to deal with that reality.   And it can be ugly and you want to push
me away and run back to your simple little world where everything’s easy.”
    She breathed out a shuddering
breath.   “You don’t know a thing
about me,” she lied.
    He grinned knowingly.   “I know how badly you want me to kiss
you right now,” he said.
    “Fuck.   You.”   She said.   But she was still lying and they both
knew it.
    Her nipples were stiff and tender, her
pussy was already soaking wet.   And
her entire body was gravitating towards him as if she was the moon and he was
the earth.
    She couldn’t hope to resist the pull of
him, the magnetism that he had was like a force of nature—and she didn’t
want to resist anymore.
    His dark eyes radiated hunger and depths
that she couldn’t fathom, she just wanted to fall into them and lose herself
forever.
    But he didn’t kiss her.   Instead, he took her t-shirt in his
large hands and slowly pulled it over her head, while he maintained eye
contact.
    Her entire body shivered and broke into
gooseflesh.   When her shirt was off
her torso but still hanging on her arms, Chase pulled it down to her wrists and
then pushed them