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“I’ll buy you flowers after,” I muttered.
“Roses?” She teased as I pushed her onto the sofa, sliding her t-shirt up to expose her delicious breasts.
“A thousand,” I hummed as she wriggled beneath me. We kissed, her fingers sliding my bottoms down.
“A diamond ring?”
“Another?” I smirked as she lifted her left hand, revealing the one I had got her those years ago.
“A girl can never have enough diamonds,” she breathed as I tugged at her jeans, throwing them onto the floor.
“Gretchen. Anything you want. But I’m fucking younow.”
She gasped as I thrust inside of her, every time feeling like the first time.
God, she is fucking perfect.
CHAPTER 20
CALEB
Ifelt like I could relax a little now. I mean, I didn’t need to fend off the sharks from swimming around my sister—that was Gabe’s job now.
Man, that’s weird to say.
Of course, Kennedy lost her shit, despite Gabe having ended things with her weeks ago. She made a show of herself, screaming and crying in the middle of the school cafeteria, mascara streaked all over her face.
Poor Gabe had tried to reason with her until Summer arrived. His attention moved to her immediately, which made Kennedy even worse. I don’t think anyone was more stunned than me when Kennedy tried to slap Summer, and Summer socked her straight in the face.
I don’t think Kennedy will bother Gabe anymore.
I was happy to have English first thing. It got me through the day, breathing the same air as DeQuincy. I got there early, and Mr. Frazer raised his eyebrows at me.
“You’re eager. Excited about the test?” He was a sarcastic fat fucker.
“Yeah, can’t wait,” I drawled as I found my seat, rolling my eyes as Gabe and Summer kissed by the door. I still found it fucking weird. But she was happy, and he was the best guy I knew. He finally walked into class, a stupid grin on his face.
“Stop it. It’s sick,” I demanded as Gabe chuckled.
“I’m with thehottestgirl in school. I’m allowed to be happy,” he retorted yawning.
Sasha made her way into class, and she smirked at me. Rumor had it she was dating JT, of all the fucking people.
“I’m taken now,” she whispered dramatically.
“Thank fuck.”
Her eyes narrowed as she swung her hair over her shoulder. “JT’s a better fuck than you, anyway,” Sasha snapped, and I laughed softly.
“Alright, keep telling yourself that, baby.”
Mr. Frazer shut the door and tried to perch on the desk, his bulky frame far too big for it, making him think twice as he reluctantly stood.
“Okay, so we have a test today—”
“Where’s Miss DeQuincy?” Someone asked, and my eyes flickered towards the door.
Where was she? Maybe she was late.
