Page 47 of The Revenge Plan (Forbidden Descendants 1)

He grimaced and pulled his face back before glancing at me as if I were insane. “You sure? But that redhead next to her in the little black number is so much hotter.”

“Hey, watch out, man,” Rush warned Reuben on a laugh. “Them’s fightin’ words to Henry here.”

“Yes, I’m sure that’s the one I like,” I snarled from between gritted teeth. “She’s beautiful. And the next person who tries to disagree with me is getting a fat lip.”

“Whoa, easy there,” Reuben said, lifting his hands in surrender. Then he chuckled and shook his head. “Wow, you really like her.”

“Of course, I like her,” I muttered. “I’ve been saying that for over two months now, haven’t I?”

“Yes. Yes, you have,” Reuben murmured before he glanced over and studied the girl contemplatively. “I’ll tell you what,” he said, suddenly turning back to me. Then he slapped me on the chest with the back of his hand and grinned. “You wait right here. I’ve got this one.”

“You… You got what?” I asked, shaking my head as he sauntered off in the direction of my dream girl.

“What the heck is he doing?” the clarinet player asked, shaking her head in confusion as well.

“Beats the shit out of me,” Rush answered, scratching his jaw.

“Is he…holy shit. He’s going to play wingman for me,” I announced in awe.

Reuben, who was the epitome of confidence and charm when it came to the ladies, was going to smooth my way right into getting an introduction with my dream girl.

Wow. I had no idea he’d ever have my back like that. I suddenly loved Reuben. What an awesome, standup—

Asshole!

My jaw fell as Reuben kissed my girl.

As soon as he reached her, he said something to get her attention. She turned his way, looking bewildered, and bam. He swooped in, setting his mouth against hers.

Just like that.

He stole her.

“What… What just happened?” the clarinet player asked, her voice stunned.

No one answered; they were all too busy gawking in shock as Reuben pulled away and said something that made her—my fucking dream girl—smile. At him.

Then he looped an arm over her shoulders and glanced over at me to wink big, letting me know he’d purposely taken somethin

g I’d had my heart set on to pay me back for taking the spot in band he’d had his heart set on getting.

He’d just won that round. And here I hadn’t even known we’d been competing.

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Wick

Cannon had been right on the money.

Shit wasn’t okay.

And I didn’t have a damn thing under control.

Nicholl was hell-bent on finding Haven, and he wasn’t going to stop looking until he figured out where she was, starting his search with me.

He and his goons caught me right before practice.

After the night I’d had, I still wasn’t firing on all my cylinders and was running late. Almost everyone else had already cleared out of the locker room and were out on the field warming up by the time I rushed in to put on my gear.

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