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"This weekend just got more interesting." She mumbles. Ansley's eyes find mine again. Game on!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

ANSLEY

I TRYto keep my eyes from drifting to Lincoln and Liv, but I can't help myself. When they begin walking this way, I am fully prepared to grill Liv and find out what the hell they are talking about. Of course, Lincoln ruins that when he leans forward and says something in her ear.

She looks up and gives me an apologetic look, and it takes all I have not to glare at her when Lincoln steps in front of her and makes his way down the aisle. I move my feet out of the way and look at him in horror as he sits to my left. Before I can say anything, he's leaning over me and extending his hand to Zack.

"Hi! I'm Lincoln; I don't think we've been properly introduced." Zack gives him a friendly smile and shakes his hand.

"I'm Zack." When Lincoln retracts his hand, the back of his hand grazes my breasts, and I clench my entire body, so I don't react. He notices from the smirk I see out of the corner of my eye. I glance down the aisle to glare at Liv again, only to see Dylan looking down this way in confusion. Lincoln seems to notice, too, because he leans forward to look at Dylan.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dylan yells down, and Lincoln leans over me, placing his arm on my bare leg. I grit my teeth. What game is he playing?

"I haven't seen Ansley in three weeks. I want to catch up." Lincoln yells back.

"You haven't seen me since she moved down here." I look back at Lincoln to see how he comes back to that.

"It's her birthday!" He replies, and I roll my eyes, but it appeases Dylan, and Lincoln sits back. I turn to him, and he winks at me.

"What the hell are you doing?" I whisper, trying to avoid Zack from overhearing. He brings a finger up, runs it from my forehead to my ear, then tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear, and I bite the inside of my cheek. He looks so good today in his shorts and Braves t-shirt. He doesn't dress down often, so seeing him comfortable makes me want to straddle him here and now.

"I'm hanging out with you for your birthday." He states. I huff and cross my arms, leaning back in my chair. "You should be glad I'm not down on one knee. After all, I did promise you I'd marry you when you turned twenty-six." He says, and my mouth pops open. I can't believe he remembers that.

I ignore him like I've been doing and turn toward Zack to start talking with him. Zack is handsome in the boy-next-door kind of way. He's got blond hair, smooth skin, and blue eyes, but he's not Lincoln.

"Thanks for inviting me to come. These are great seats." Zack says, and I give him a tight smile. I met him on the dating app I helped launch a couple of months ago. When I was putting in my likes and dislikes, I put in things that were the opposite of Lincoln.

This is our second date, and I realize now what a mistake I've made. A finger begins gliding up my thigh, and I jump up, glaring down at Lincoln. He doesn't acknowledge what he was doing, and I want to slap that smug look off his face so badly.

"Are you okay?" Zack asks, and I nod. Caroline and Bass look up at me too. Caroline glances over to Lincoln because she knows my reaction has something to do with him.

"I'm fine. I'm going to grab a snack and something to drink. Care…" Lincoln jumps up, too, interrupting me.

"I'll go with you; I'm starving. I haven't had dinner." Internally I'm screaming, but I'm trying not to make a scene. I glance down at Zack.

"Want anything?" He lifts the peanuts he already purchased, and I give him another tight smile. Lincoln and I hurry down the aisle; when we're in the tunnel that leads to the concession stands, I push my hands into his pecs.

"What the fuck?" I yell at him, oblivious to those around us. He tilts his head at me.

"What?" He replies. I scowl at him and walk away but then turn around, only to almost run into him because he started walking after me. He grabs my upper arms to steady me, and I pull away.

"Don't what me? What are you doing?" He steps into my space, but I take another step back, only for him to step into me again.

"You have ignored me for six weeks, Ansley. I have had enough, so I'm not letting you ignore me anymore." I stare at him in frustration and anger.

"Let me?" I balk. "I'm ignoring you because I'm done, Lincoln. I'm not doing this anymore." He grabs me by my upper arms and pulls me into his body.

"I told you we are not done!" He growls, and there's a tornado in my stomach. "You are mine, Ansley. Mine! I know I should have done this sooner, and I'm sorry. I am! But I'm doing it now. You are mine! And I will not let some Zack Morris look-alike come in and steal you away." I want to believe him. I do. But he's only acting like this because I came here with another guy.

He wraps one arm around my waist, and his other hand slides up my spine into my hair, gripping it tightly and adjusting how he wants me. Then his mouth is on mine. I tense, in shock that he just broke his rule. He coaxes my mouth open, and then the dam breaks. He begins licking and exploring like he's a dying man and I'm his only saving grace.

He walks me into a wall, and I return his kisses with just as much enthusiasm. My hands cling to him as I meet each thrust of his tongue and the tornado that started in my stomach moves down to my core. Lincoln can fuck, but dear god, this man can kiss. I forget we're surrounded by people and lose myself in the storm that is Lincoln.

I can't decide if my heart is missing beats or has stopped altogether. Lincoln consumes me, and I never want him to stop. I have dreamt about this for years. The reality is so much better. He pulls my bottom lip between his teeth, and I moan. My panties are soaked, and I wouldn't be surprised if there were a wet spot on my shorts. He dives back in again, and I'm right there with him. I never want him to stop. I never want this to end.

When he moves his hand from my hair to my shoulder and down to my waist to pull me closer, a loud cheer erupts in the stadium, causing me to come to my senses, and I push him away. Oh my god!

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