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Her chin lifts even higher. “I’m not attracted to you,” she says louder as if I didn’t hear her the first time.

My solid facade breaks, and I laugh. It’s funny because if I know anything, I know Remi is most definitely attracted to me. And I’m not saying that to be cocky. I’ve got two years’ worth of experience that tells me she’s lying right now.

“You’re not attracted to me?” I say through my laughs. “That’s a really funny joke.”

She glares back at me. “It’s not a joke. I’m a really honest person.”

“No, you’re trying to test my patience.”

“And what if I am?”

“Then you’ll lose.”

She scoffs. “I’ll lose?”

“Yes, you’ll end up begging me to take you back.”

It’s her turn to laugh. “Oh, wow. Someone thinks highly of himself.”

“I know you don’t have the willpower to stay away from me. You know it too. That’s why you don’t want to share a room with me.”

Now she’s the one taking a step closer. “And you think you have the willpower to stay away from me?”

I drop my chin, putting our faces closer together. “I know I do.”

“So, this is war, then?” Her eyebrows raise. “Who is stronger this weekend? Matthew Johnson or Remington Ward?”

My gaze sweeps across her face, taking in every little detail that I’ve missed the last two months. “Oh, I know I’m stronger. You don’t want to go up against me.”

“I want to.” She smiles defiantly. “I’ve got nothing to fear.”

“You’re going to regret this.”

“I won’t.”

We stare at each other for a moment. Her brown eyes hold me under her spell, but I can’t show it. This is war. And I plan on winning. Remi is public enemy number one.

I will not fall for her this weekend.

Or, I guess in this case, let her know that I never stopped falling for her.

“Then let it begin,” I say.

Her lips pucker together. “Let it begin.”

She grabs her bag and walks to the nearest bedroom, slamming the door, leaving me wondering what I just started.

CHAPTER 9

REMI

Remi: We’ve got a big problem.

Chelsea: There’s not actually a wedding this weekend, and Matt is burning you at the stake for dumping him right after his mom died?

I look behind me at the closed bedroom door that separates me from Matt.

Remi: Even worse.

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