Page 73 of Give Me Redemption

She’s killing me, and she doesn’t even know it.

I clear my throat and nod ahead. “The end is up here.”

She looks, too, her chest caving. “How did you know?” She narrows her eyes. “You cheated.”

I lift my hands. “I did not. I’m good at these things.”

“Whatever,” she says as we walk through to the clearing. She crosses her arms. “So, what’s my punishment going to be?”

My mind goes dirty. I want to drag her into that wheat field and make her get on her knees before sinking inside of her and making her see that this could be a good thing between us, if she’d open up and let me get to know her better.

Instead, I swallow and try to talk my dick into behaving. Those images are not good.There are kids everywhere, Jace. Chill.

“Karaoke. Tonight at Hudson’s. You have to get up and sing.”

Her mouth falls open. “No fucking way.”

“A bet is a bet, Dalton.”

She swallows. “Seriously?”

“Yep.” I slide my phone out of my pocket. “It starts soon.” I take her hand. “Come on.”

She frowns. “But I wanted to paint a pumpkin.”

I laugh. “You’re cute and all, but you lost. No

pumpkin for you.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Harlow

The bar is slap full of people, some I know. I’m a nervous wreck wondering how this is going to go down.

“Harlow,” someone says. My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach. I ignore them and keep walking, hoping Jace didn’t notice. We find an empty stool and slide on.

“Was that person talking to you?” Jace asks.

“Who?” I play dumb as the bartender walks up.

“That guy back there.”

I shake my head. “I have no idea what you’re

talking about.” I laugh it off. “I’ll be back. Gotta

use the restroom. Order a beer and a shot. I need

some courage.”

He grins and I touch his shoulder as I slip off the stool. I look back, making sure Jace is not watching me. He’s talking to Chris, the bartender.

I quickly walk over to the small group of people who know my family and me. Their reaction is a

little too loud, so I put my finger over my lips. “I’m undercover. Please act like you don’t know me.”

A boy I went to school with grins. “So, we could really fuck this up for you, huh?”

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