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Dylan.
A calm, casual smile lifts the corners of his lips as he walks with them.
Someone says something and he breaks into a free, easy laughter. A towel hangs from his neck and his fingers clutch an energy drink. His cheeks are flushed red and his auburn strands fall into his emerald eyes.
It looks like he’s just coming out of a gym session.
I almost relax before my gaze settles on the guy next to him. It’s Reece, the asshole defenseman who’d slammed into me at our last game.
Reece is way too close to him, nudging Dylan with his elbow and saying something that makes Dylan roll his eyes and laugh.
Something molten-hot settles in my stomach at the sight. I don’t like Dylan being so close to another guy, especially someone who looks at him that way.
Doesn’t Dylan realize Reece’s intentions toward him?
Why the hell are they still talking to each other? What could be so interesting about that Reece guy that Dylan doesn’t look at his other teammates?
I hate that some other guy is trying to take up my place beside Dylan and making him laugh like that. I hate it even more knowing there’s someone else who knows the rhythm of his laugh now.
My hands clench into fists.
One night with Dylan wasn’t enough. I have a lot of catching up to do with him. I need more time to knoweverythingabout him, especially the people he hangs out with. I have to know what he hides behind those easy smiles.
As I watch, the Bears make their way toward the cafeteria.
I came to Silverlake to see Dylan again. Stalking him wasn’t something I’d planned on doing. But now, I can’t turn back.
I have to know what Dylan does on a regular day on the campus. I must figure out his schedule and the routes he takes between classes. I also need to know if he shares any classes with Reece.
With a start, I realize my obsession with Dylan hasn’t faded one bit. I still want to know everything about him and keep him close.
A more logical side of me knows it’s wrong and unhealthy but I can’t bring myself to care. Just the thought of losing Dylan again makes it feel like torture by a thousand cuts.
This time, I’m not just going to protect Dylan.
I’m going to own every inch of his world and keep tabs on the people who’re close to him. Last time, I wasn’t aware of the threats Pete made to him. That’s why Dylan took it on himself to protect me.
I won’t make the same mistake again. Dylan can only bemine. No one else gets to take him from me this time.
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Dylan
Something feels off.
There’s a faint shift in the air, making my nerves tingle. A cold draft whispers against the back of my neck, making me glance over my shoulder.
There’s no one directly behind me, but why does it feel like someone’s there?
I walk down the campus lane with my teammates, and even though I’m surrounded by their stupid jokes and casual banter, I can’t shake off the feeling of being watched.
Looking around, I scan the buildings, the benches, and the vast green grounds. College kids dot the area but no one stands out.
Maybe I’m just being paranoid, I tell myself.
Pete sent his men to ambush me last night. Maybe I’m just nervous about being attacked again.
Pete was trying to scare me and if I’m being honest, Iamscared. I don’t mind him coming after me but I’m worried he’ll go after Logan to blackmail me again.
