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When I finally lost sight of Eden and Dash, I looked around to find myself on the south side of some shed or something. We weren’t exactly hidden, but we weren’t in the middle of the crowded backyard.
Now that it was finally just the two of us, I lost my shit. “Are you fucking kidding me?” I hissed. “What in the hell is the matter with you? Why are you doing this?”
Ramsey crowded me, and that’s when I realized he wasn’t feeling, at all, casual. “No, I’mnotfucking kidding you.Youare what’s the matter with me. Andyouare the reason I’m doing this,” he glowered down at me. “And you know what else? The guys were right. I have been going too easy on you, and that shit stops now.”
Oh, crap.
Chapter 17
Ramsey~
Staring down at this spitfire, I knew the guys were right. I’d been going easy on her, and that’s why she was pulling all the shit she’d been doing lately.
It was time to fix that.
“Here’s what’s going to happen,” I growled down at her. “Unless you want me transferring to SC High, which I will if you don’t rein your shit in, you’re going to pull out your phone, un-fucking-block me, and give in gracefully.”
“You wouldn’t,” she hissed. “There’s no way you’d give up Windsor for SC High.”
“You think not?” My lip curled. “Try me, Lake.”
She pushed at my chest and yelled, “Stop it!”
Though I pulled her behind a shed, we weren’t exactly hidden from view. Keri’s backyard was big, and people were everywhere. More so, when it had gotten around that me, Chance, Dash, and Mad had shown up. People had started filling up the backyard, and anyone could see us fighting if they were paying attention.
Looking down at Lake, she was wearing a simple green blouse that was untucked over a pair of dark jeans and pair of flat sandals. It was nothing fancy, but I thought she looked beautiful. Her dark brown hair was hanging loose over her shoulders and down to the middle of her back. And I was pussy-whipped enough to note that she must have straightened it because the other two times that I’ve seen her, and in most of her social media pictures, her hair usually had a light curl to it.
But taking in her outfit, luck was on my side. While, normally, I’d love to see her in a skirt for easy access, her wearing jeans was just what I needed for what I did next. No one else was ever going to see what was underneath her clothes ever again. Only me.
Reaching down, I hooked my arm around thighs and tossed her over my shoulder, her drink cup gone. Lake started screaming like a banshee as she rained her fists on my back. “Oh, God! Put me down!” I could feel eyes on us, and good. This would definitely get the point across that Lake was mine. “Ramsey! Put me down! Ramsey!” And the fact that she was calling me Ramsey as she screamed the party down was telling, too. No one outside my family called me Ramsey, and everyone knew it.
I opened the door to the shed and when I secured it shut behind us, I finally let her down. The shed was made out of metal, so I knew our fight would echo through the thin sheet walls, but I didn’t care. The people outside might hear us fighting, but our words would be muffled enough to keep this between us private.
Lake stared up at me, fire in those blue eyes of her. “Have you lost your fucking mind?!”
My left hand shot out, grabbed her by the neck, and shoved her against the worktable in the middle of the shed. As far as sheds went, this one was big enough to house a worktable and work bench, along with the basics like a lawn mower, weed eater, and crap like that. That was another reason sound could be reached outside. The shed was spacious enough to cause an echo.
Lake’s hands wrapped around my forearm, but we both knew she was no match for my strength. There was no way my hand was coming off her throat unless I removed it.
Willingly.
I took my right hand and ran it from her shoulder, down over her left tit-and I made sure to give it a good squeeze-before moving it down and over her waist, until it was planted on her ass, squeezing again, before pulling her phone from her back pocket.
Sure, I knew her phone hadn’t been in her bra or under her blouse, but I was done denying myself. I had Lake in my hold, and I couldn’tnottouch her as violating as that might seem. However, I knew she was attracted to me, so I didn’t feel too badly about it.
I let go of her neck but kept her prisoner against the worktable with the rest of my body. I stuck her phone in her face. “Un-fucking-block menow.”
She looked positively livid, but she did as she was told. I watched like a hawk as she entered her passcode and unblocked me. Sure, I could have had Maddox do it for me. But I was making a point here. She needed to realize that she couldn’t win. She needed to see what she was up against and letting Maddox do it the easy was wasn’t working.
“There,” she snarled. “You’re unblocked. Now let me go back to the party and leave me the hell alone, Ramsey.”
“Yeah,” I scoffed. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
Lake pushed at my chest. “I’m not a fucking game!” she yelled. “I’m not…I’m not here for your goddamn entertainment!” She turned to make a break for the door, but I grabbed her by the back of her neck and yanked her back.
Trapped against the worktable again, my lips were touching hers as I said, “No, you’re not.” And with that, I crushed my lips to hers and her shocked outrage allowed for my tongue to sweep inside her mouth. And my first thought was that I couldn’t wait to make out with her pussy, and that’s when I knew it was all over for me. I’d already suspected it, but the desire to experience everything with her pretty much cemented what I’d already known.
I was going to marry this fucking girl.
