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“Don’t thank me.”

“Okay,” I whisper.

It only means that something worse than his house is coming my way.

Chapter 25

Margo

Unknown

You’re in for a treat.

Somehow, I don’t think they mean ice cream.

I click over to my conversation with Riley.

Riley

Where are you? Amelie is storming around here like an angry bull.

We’re on our way.

Caleb’s driving like an ass

That was fast. ;)

Nothing happened. He wanted to go back to his house but…

Can’t do it.

Pro tip: less talking, more kissing. Makes you forget about their bullying.

I frown.

No chance of that.

Psh. You might change your mind when you see what you’re dealing with. Find me when you get here!

I put my hand over Caleb’s, which has been slowly creeping higher up my thigh.

He grins. “You like it when I touch you. And you like it when I’m rough. So why stop a good thing?”

“Because we’re about to go to a party.”

“And those parties have dark rooms,” he says. “It would be easier to keep everyone away from you if I kept you locked in a dark room… everyone could hear you scream, and they’d know I was staking my claim.”

“I’ve had enough of your overprotective streak.” I don’t think I believe it, though.

He shrugs. “Easily avoided, baby. Just don’t talk to anyone.”

“In a house full of people.”

He smirks as he parks. “Is that too hard for you?”

I release his hand as he turns off the engine. To my surprise, he leans into my space. His lips touch mine, the briefest kiss before he sits back.

More.

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