Page 59 of Blindsided By the Enforcer

“Is his father still helping your dad with the lawsuit?” I ask.

“He is. Daddy thinks his firm takes on a certain amount of discount cases a year to show losses for tax purposes,” she explains.

“I mean, that could make sense.” I shrug.

“And have your feelings changed where Ford is concerned?” I swallow hard.

She doesn’t answer right away. “Can I share something personal with you?” she whispers, leaning over the table. I try to keep my gaze at eye level, even with the cleavage she’s showing me.

“We’ve already shared a lot about each other’s lives. I don’t see why not,” I reply and sip my coffee.

“Ford was my first. Giving him that part of me was important. I wasn’t the type of girl to jump from guy to guy. Ford was sweet and very handsome,” she says.

I shift in my seat, hating she thinks that ass is hot.

“He was a real charmer. Problem was, he kept getting drunk and acting stupid. He cheated on me a bunch of times. Then he’d apologized profusely, saying he was a young dumbfuck.” She giggles. “Trust me, it isn’t funny but looking back on the situation makes me feel so stupid.”

“I can relate. Scarlett and I were together since sophomore year. Her dad is an absent retired football player. Her mom is too busy for her, so I would bring her home with me for the holidays. It worked out well because, as you know, my parents aren’t big on celebrating. She went away with us on trips. She kept me busy but then her dad started drinking again and Scarlett started acting out,” I share. It isn’t the whole story, but no one knows the whole story. “I tried to be there for her, but it was like she was bent on screwing up her life. Not just our relationship but school stuff too. Her marks dipped. She was hanging out with people who were up to no good. I tried to steer her right. Sometimes I thought it was working, but I was very wrong.”

“Tough,” Annie says.

“Yeah, Scar keeps texting me. I have a soft spot for her because of everything she’s been through. She uses it against me. I’ve told her repeatedly to leave me alone. She knows I’ve moved on,” I relay to Annie, staring into her blue eyes. An omission isn’t a lie and I’m leaving certain facts out.

Annie swallows. “I told Ford the same thing.”

“Doesn’t seem like either of them are getting the memo,” I deadpan as a group of students come to sit beside us. Most of them are girls. I catch them checking me out.

“I see you have some admirers,” Annie whispers.

“That happens a lot around here. It sounds conceited but it’s an occupational hazard,” I explain.

“Which is why your dad was talking about puck bunnies because he thought I was one,” she states.

“That’s what he thought. I don’t understand him. You’re nothing like them,” I tell her.

“What does that mean? Tell me what they’re like,” she insists. The conversation is getting weird, but I roll with it.

“For starters they like to say they slept with a star athlete,” I whisper. “They’ll do anything to date one of us. They’re easy and usually pretty. This all sounds bad,” I apologize.

She stands from the table.

“Uh, did I offend you? Sorry,” I say but then she’s walking over to me.

“I’m not offended, Cade.” She moves to sit in my lap unexpectedly. “We need to put on a little show. If we are a hot new couple, we need to act the part. Everyone here knows who you are. We want word to get out,” she whispers against my lobe. Her hot breath sends shivers down my spine, but having her ass in my lap gives me a semi. She shifts a little and wraps an arm around me.

“Annie,” I say a little breathless.

“We should kiss,” she suggests against my lips.

My gaze falls to her lips. My body responds to how close she is. I haven’t hooked up with anyone in months, because Scar and I stopped sleeping together for a while before we broke up. Then I went home with Annie for Christmas. I got propositioned back home but I was still thinking of Annie, so I didn’t take those girls up on their offers. Right now, I’m horny as hell and her shifting around in my lap isn’t helping my situation.

I can’t deny her. She seals our lips. Familiar heat crawls down my spine, causing my cock to harden. Her lips are warm and pliable, and she tastes like her strawberry lip gloss. We’ve become quite good at this. I want to say it’s our previous tries, but our chemistry has been off the charts from the start.

She slows the kiss. This kiss felt different than the others. It was for show. Annie is clearly in control. When she pulls back, I know she feels my cock pressed into her legs. I’m rock-hard and I’m a big guy.

“Is that. . .”

“Annie, I haven’t been laid in a long while. I have a pretty girl pressed up against me. I’m only human.”

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