Page 9 of The Break Out

“Alright, see ya later, shorty.”

I groan, “I’m not even short.”

He just laughs and I ignore it while I say goodbye to Chandler who was distracted by Vince and Matt arguing about something. I also say goodbye to Audrey and Spencer before heading out to the parking garage.

I approach my black crossover when a little blue sports car races through the garage, I have to jump out of the way. It stops suddenly, behind my car, rolling down the window to reveal the driver and I’m not at all surprised.

“You could kill someone, you know.” I narrow my eyes at him.

“I’m careful, unless you don’t want me to be,” Colton teases.

“You’re disgusting.”

“Last chance to change your mind and come home with me. Maybe you need a good fuck to loosen up and I’m nice enough to offer.”

“I willneverwant to go home with you, so give it up.”

“Aw, Princess, never say never. I can be very convincing.”

I paste a fake wide smile on my face and approach his open window, leaning in with my elbows propped on it.

“You know, maybe I can be convinced.” I make sure mycleavage is accentuated, and when I see his eyes shift down to it, I know I’ve succeeded.

“Yeah?” He runs his tongue along his bottom lip, his eyes fixed on my chest.

“Yeah, you know, if you take this pretty little car and drive off the nearest cliff, thenmaybeI’d consider it.” I stand up and start to back away.

“I meant what I said, Baby Collee, keep talking dirty to me. It only makes me want you more. I like a challenge and I know you want me.”

“If I wanted you, then you’d have me already.” I turn, giving him my back as I go to get in my car.

I expect that to piss him off, but he just laughs.

“We’ll see about that, Princess, you’ll be begging for my dick in no time.”

I make a dramatic gagging noise as I start to get in my car. “Go home and go to sleep, because the only time that will happen is in your dreams.”

Shutting my door, I cut off anything else he could be saying, and I watch in my rearview mirror as he drives away. The last glimpse I get of him, I expect to see him scowling or looking pissed off, but he isn’t. He has a smug smile on his face like he really believes he’s going to get what he wants.

But that willneverhappen.

By the time I get home my exhaustion hits me like a train.The adrenaline from watching the game, and then the verbal sparring with Colton has me ready to curl up and pass out for the next twelve hours.

I force myself to wash my face, brush my teeth and change into some pajamas as opposed to flopping face down onto my bed, makeup, jeans, and all. Once I’m finally ready, I slide in between my cool sheets snuggling up and embracing my soft blankets.

The moment my eyes close my phone dings with a notification. I fully expect it to be Brent checking to make sure I got home okay because he loves to pull that stuff with me. I know he will end up blowing me up if I don’t respond, so I grab the phone to check, but see it’s not a text from my brother. It’s a social media notification and I roll my eyes.

Colton Wheeler has followed you.

I could block him, but I tell myself I’ll do it in the morning, because I’m too tired to deal with it right now which is why I toss my phone back onto my nightstand and fall asleep almost instantly.

When Spencerand I talked about her taking time off and both of us moving away from L.A. I pictured my life in Denver a little different than this. Because, for me, it hasn’t changed. I’m fielding requests for Spencer with the same answer over and over about her taking time off right now and not doing any interviews.

I’m glad there hasn’t been any more backlash from the Kenneth situation at this point. When I told Spencer and Jaredtogether what happened after her last show Jared didn’t react well, but Spencer has a skill of calming him down.

However, I anticipate drama to ensue at the game tomorrow. It’s a home game for the Dragons and we’re all going.

I’m in the middle of answering emails when I get a text from Chandler.

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