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Chad

Two weeks have passed since we made that pact.

I signed the contract and handed it back to my father, much to his delight.

Peter is still in the hospital, but with him on the road to recovery, Piper seems more like herself.

Our plans took off without us even doing anything when my parents stopped by last week and learned she was staying with me.The first seed was sown that day, along with the foundation of our story.

I saw the way my father’s eyes lit up when Piper explained how nice it was of me to allow her to stay here.Even though he did offer his sympathy when she told him about her breakup with Heath, I could see his mind working in the exact direction I wanted.

The next seed sown was a fluke.We went for a run in the park, and the following day, there was a picture of us together inThe Gossip.They didn’t say anything much besides referring to Piper as the so-called best friend, but for once, I had the media where I wanted them.

Bastards.I’ll use them the same way they used me.

Today, I woke with the sun and headed outside to the pool to do some laps.I like exercising in the morning.It sets me up for the day, especially when I get things done super early.I always feel like I can handle whatever the day throws at me when I get a good workout.I’ve always been like that. By the time I started playing pro ball, it was easy for me to slip right into the rigorous training the Gladiators set up.Wake with the sun, train with the sun.That was their motto. And like real gladiators, they trained like they were preparing for battle.

I do a hundred laps in the pool, run for an hour in the gym, and lift weights.

What greets me when I walk into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee is the sexiest ass I’ve seen in my life.

Piper is standing behind the stove, scrambling eggs.The motion of her arm makes her ass jiggle in her shorts in the most perfect way.

Fuck me. I don’t remember her ass looking like that. Have I been blind for the last two weeks?Or the last decade?

Last night was hot, so that explains the shorts and the camisole top.As she shuffles to pick something up, I catch a good view of the swell of her left breast, and when I realize she’s not wearing a bra, my fucking cock twitches.

Shit. I can’t get a hard-on now.

She’s completely oblivious to me watching, and I can’t seem to tear my eyes away.

I didn’t expect her to be awake.It’s still quite early. Not even seven yet.I planned to make breakfast, but she beat me to it.

I don’t want to startle her, and I also don’t want to stop staring either.

When she turns and sees me, I manage to right myself and school my obvious gawking with a smile.

“Morning. I thought I could get started on breakfast,” she coos.

“Thank you. Can I help?”

“Nope, I’m nearly done. We’re having a mixture today of sweet and savory.I got croissants and macaroons.”

“Are you trying to make me fat?”

She laughs.“Chad, I don’t think it’s possible for you to gain weight.Besides, with the way you work out, why are you even saying that?”

“Fine, I’ll indulge in pastries with you.”

“Yay! Get ready for a feast.”The exaggerated smile she gives me draws my attention to her full lips, and I imagine kissing them.

We haven’t kissed yet for this show of ours, but it’s to come.I’ve been thinking about when to do it and where.Of course, it would need to be public, and the second I kiss her, it will go viral.That simple run last week caused a stir.I can’t imagine what a kiss will do.But it has to be done properly.

Things are still too fresh with the Tiffany incident. Anything with Piper above the rim of friendship will just add to the playboy label I’m trying to rid myself of.I don’t want people thinking of me as such when I’m with Piper.In fact, I’d prefer no media.In the past, Piper hated it. The attention made her feel awkward.

She didn’t seem to mind last week and actually thought it was a good thing, but that doesn’t mean she’s okay with it.I know it seems contrary to the plan, but I want her to myself when we kiss. That, however, is crossing into dangerous territory I doubt either of us is prepared for.