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She was right. Now that I’d had Sabrina, ruining her was the last thing I wanted to do. Sure, I couldn’t wait for another chance to ruin her in bed. I wanted to tease and torture her to seek another orgasm for me, but that destruction wasn’t what Tiffany had in mind.

“I—”

She held her hand up. “No more excuses. I’m telling Daddy that Leslie’s cheating on him by Friday.”

My mouth hung open. She was taking this too far, putting a deadline on it. Five days?

“I need more time.”

More time to figure out what the fuck to do about this.

“No.” She shook her head and turned to stride back out of the room. “You have until Friday. And that’s final.”

What was final was how fucked I was. She had the upper hand here. She had all the leverage to call the shots, and I scorned how hopeless I was in these circumstances. I had nothing to fight her with.

I slammed my fist on the granite counter, so pissed I couldn’t think straight.

19

SABRINA

Iwasn’t sure how to compartmentalize the fact that I’d had sex with Nick. That event loomed so large in my head that I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I spent my weekends studying, reading, or helping my parents at the house. Sometimes, I could enjoy a “break” by volunteering at the Humane Society.

This weekend, though, I was unable to do anything but think about how good Nick made me feel. I was incapable of doing anything productive, and even being near my parents seemed weird.

Keeping this all in my head wasn’t conducive. So, I asked Elise to meet me at the Humane Society. I put a couple of hours in walking dogs that needed homes, then I headed to the café next door to spill the beans. Maybe talking about it all would clear my head. That was my goal.

It didn’t.

After I rambled and unleashed the confession of what I’d done that day with Nick—all of it, from the car breaking down and himshowing up all the way to when I ran home—she stared at me with her brows hiked up high in disbelief.

“You had sex.” She said it like a statement of confirmation, not a question.

She knew I was a virgin and never judged.

I nodded, wincing as I held the cup of water between my hands. Caffeine would have only made me more jittery and on edge.

“With Nick. Nick Grant.” Again, she stated it instead of asking.

I nodded slower.

“The jerk who’s been bullying you. Posting rumors and lies about you. Who painted a naughty picture of you and let it go viral. Who…” She scoffed, incredulous.

“Who stalks me,” I added.

She blinked and shook her head slowly. “What in the name of twisted enemies-to-lovers nonsense is this?” A careful smile took over her face. “I mean, Sabrina. What in the hell came over you?”

I lowered my head to drop my brow against my hands atop the table.

She laughed lightly. “Okay. Sorry. I’m just… Well, you shocked me, all right?”

I sat up, cringing. “I shocked myself.”

“By how good it was?” She waggled her eyebrows and grinned mischievously.

I blew out a deep breath. “It’s not like I have anyone to compare him to…”And I don’t want anyone else, either.

That was the most disturbing part of it. I doubted any other guy would ever click with me like Nick did, so perfectly antagonistic that it somehow made us make more sense.

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