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standing there. At first I think he is just waiting on Teagan but his eyes are staring at me through the windshield.
    I swallow hard before getting out of the car. I make my way slowly over to him and stop about a foot away. “Hey.” I say softly not meeting his eyes.
    Before I know it Jaden grabs me by the upper arms and slams his lips down on mine. I’m still for a second in shock before I find myself kissing him back. It’s nice and sweet nothing like Caden’s kisses. There I go comparing. I break away after a minute and look into Jaden’s eyes. “What was that?”
    His whole face lights up as he smiles. He reminds me of an angel , which makes me think of Caden. Damn I need to stop that crap. “I have been thinking of kissing you since I left you last night. It was driving me crazy, so I drove over here before class. Glad I found out.” He pecks my lips once before letting me go.
    “Wait, what did you find out?” I ask while rubbing my index finger over my bottom lip.
    “You taste like Heaven.” Jaden winks before walking away.
    I knew those damn Harper twins where trouble.
     

     
    There is this pretty little thing standing near the bar eyeing me over. Her eyes are full of lust and want , but my dick doesn’t even twitch at the low cut top and short skirt she’s wearing. Nor the way she winks at me and licks her lips. She doesn’t have the features of an angel or blonde hair. God when did I become such a girl? Pining away for my brother’s girl. Not that they are official or anything.
    When he came home that night , he and I got into it. He grilled me on what happened. I told him that I didn’t want her. It was a passing fling. I’m seriously glad we don’t have that weird twin trait where we know what the other is thinking. I don’t think I have ever lied to Jaden before. It almost killed me to tell him I don’t want Grace. I just want Jaden to be happy. He takes life to seriously and is married to football. He needs to get laid.
    Though I think about punching him in the face if he fucks Grace. I need help.
    “Hey there sexy, what’s your name?” purrs the chick from the bar. Her dark hair hangs off her head in silky waves but I’m just not feeling it. I really wish I were though. I haven’t gotten laid in forever. Two weeks to be exact, since Grace and I hooked up behind the refreshment stand at Jaden’s game.
    “Not interested.” I say and walk around her. I don’t want to come off as an asshole , but some of these chicks don’t know how to get a clue.
    “What a shame.” She says with a pout in her voice. No really it’s not honey.
    I’m at some stupid bar right off campus that lets in minors , but they are strict on alcohol. They have a pretty decent dance floor and that’s why I come here. I like a girl who can dance. Though none of them are doing it for me tonight.
    When I exit the bar I freeze right there on the sidewalk. My angel is standing across the street with her arms around a blond haired guy. Ever feel like your heart has been ripped out of your chest? No? Well that’s how I feel right now. How could she? I feel like I’ve been the bunt of someone’s horrible joke.
    Grace laughs at something the guy says and they break apart. The guy reaches up and cups her cheek and she looks at him with adoring eyes. I’m so fucking mad I don’t even think before I cross the street with my fist balled.
    “What, fucking with my head and my brother’s isn’t enough? You have to have another guy on the side?” I practically scream at them when I get to their side of the street.
    Grace looks startled for a second before anger clouds her features. “Excuse me? Who are you to talk about someone messing with someone’s head?” she clenches her teeth and glares at me.
    The random guy looks amused until I turn my hate filled gaze his way. “Something funny? Did you know she has a freaking boyfriend?”
    Grace gasps and the dude lets out a chuckle. “Look macho man, I think you