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Even if I enjoy these moments a little too much, I’m not going to let it ruin what I have with Zack. We too will never be anything more. And I don’t want to ruin my new friendship with Kimmy.

I just hope I can take my own advice and find a guy who will make me forget all about Zack.

If there even is someone who could.

Chapter 3

Zack

Two years later, age 18

The bass vibrates through my chest as I watch their movements. They sway to the music, the looks on their faces are care free and lost to the bliss they must be feeling with the flowing alcohol.

I’m probably the only sober one at this party, but I couldn’t bring myself to drink a drop. Something is warning me to keep my eye on my best friends.

I don’t trust anyone, especially a group of high school boys. I’ve seen the way some of the guys have been watching the two of them out there. Like a pack of hungry wolves. They have no chance in hell, not if I have anything to do about it.

Cora spins around so that her back is to Kimmy’s front and grabs Kimmy’s hands, placing them on her hips.

I shift in my seat, unable to keep my eyes off them. The thoughts going through my head are down right sinful. Wrong. But I can’t help it.

Cora raises her arms and hooks them around Kimmy’s neck.

Biting the inside of my cheek, I will my cock to go down. I shouldn’t be thinking these things about my best friends. Making up some kind of fantasy about the two of them, the three of us. Yet, here I am, wishing I was up there with them, their bodies grinding against mine.

That's why I’m keeping my distance, or I just might do something stupid.

I can’t risk what we have. They’re my best friends, my people. I’d do anything for them and hurt anyone who dares to hurt them too.

For years, as we’ve gotten older, my feelings for Kimmy have grown more conflicted. Then Cora came along and threw my world off center.

I shouldn’t feel this way about two people at once, it could ruin everything between us. I’d rather us only ever be friends, than risk losing either one of them. I’ve made it my mission to bury those feelings where they can’t cause trouble.

For the most part, the guys around them have been keeping their distance, knowing I’m here, watching. The guys at our school know better.

Two guys approach the girls and I’m instantly on edge. A growl rumbles in my chest as my fist clenches around the water bottle in my hand.

Ryan and Finn. Two assholes who have made it their mission to get in my two best friends’ pants. Despite me telling them to fuck off and leave them alone more than once, they’ve never listened. I guess tonight, they have a death wish.

I lean forward, breathing heavily as unease courses through my veins. When Cora smiles up at Finn as he wraps his arm around her waist, painfully close to her ass, I’m on my feet. And when Ryan grabs Kimmy’s hips, pulling her ass to his crotch, I’m across the room in seconds.

“Cora. Kimmy.” I shout their names over the music. With each passing second these pricks’ hands are on them, I want to rip them off and shove them down their throats.

Cora’s glassy eyes meet mine, a flash of guilt passes through them. “Zack!” Cora shouts. “It’s not what it looks like.”

“Really?” I ask her, my eyes dropping to where Finn’s hands are still on Cora’s ass.

“Dance with us,” Kimmy slurs, pulling my attention to her.

“Seems like you already have a dance partner,” I practically growl.

Despite me standing here, the guys don’t stop trying to dance with the girls, giving me sly grins. I fucking hate these guys.

“Do you mind?” Finn shouts, pulling Cora closer to him. My jaw clenches along with my hand, itching to slam it in his smug face. “We’re trying to dance.”

“Not at all.” I shout back with a curl of my lip. And if he opens his fucking mouth again, I’m going to shut it for him. I turn my attention back to the girls. “Come on. It’s late. I’m driving you home.”

“What?” Kimmy’s lips part. “No, I’m not done.”

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