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“You’re too young for me.”

Here we go.

Griffin holds my gaze, and I can see him apologizing silently.

Fuck him.

“I might have a date, too,” I declare, enjoying the darkness that swirls in Griffin’s eyes.

Shelby gapes at me, clearly wondering what the fuck I’m talking about.

“Oh yeah, who with?” Dad asks menacingly.

“A guy I used to go to school with.” I shrug, finally meeting Griffin’s eyes.

My smile fades as he glares at me, his jaw clenching.

My bravado slips and Shelby inhales sharply when Dad asks for his name.

“Finlay Bentley.”

Griffin scoffs, and Dad snorts.

“There’s no fucking way you’re going anywhere with him, Ivy.”

“Oh, come on, Dad,” I say, tilting my head to look at my father. “You can’t tell me who I can and cannot date.”

“He’s a criminal,” Griffin says through gritted teeth, and I can’t hide my excitement.

“I know, but he might have changed. It’s just a date. Calm down.”

“You can’t go.” Griffin stares at me, his expression terrifying me. “Not with him.”

Dad looks between us, confusion in his eyes.

“I’d rather you didn’t, Ivy, but you’re right; you’re too old for me to tell you what to do. But if he hurts you, I’ll shoot his dick off.”

I snigger, ignoring Griffin’s gaze.

“Come on, Shelby, we need to bring the meat out,” Dad declares, and Shelby jumps up.

I’m alone with Griffin, and the way he’s looking at me is turning me on. He’s so fucking angry.

“Ivy.”

There it is again, the sexy, dominating voice I love.

“Hmm?”

“You’renotgoing out with that fucking prick.”

“You can’t stop me, Griffin,” I say sweetly, arching my back as I stretch. “You didn’t want to fuck me, but he will.”

“I swear to god, if he touches you, I’ll break his jaw.”

I shiver at his words as he gets up, leaning down to my ear.

“And for the record, Idowant to fuck you. Hard.”

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