Page 113 of Devil's Bargain

I glance back at Jamie. “What?”

He rolls his eyes and straightens back up. “You look at her like a lovesick puppy dog. I thought you were over?”

“We are.”

“Then what was that?”

I peer at her again. She’s laughing. “We were together for two years. I can’t just switch off my feelings at the drop of a hat. I care about her.”

“You’re whipped! That’s what you are!”

I chuckle disbelievingly. “I don’t want her back if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Enough chitter-chatter! This isn’t a bake sale for the girl scouts! Speed ladder, everyone! Line up!”

“So, who is this April girl?”

“She’s friends with the guy Emily dates.”

Jamie starts laughing.

“What?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing.”

“Spit it out!”

He shrugs, looking over his shoulder at the cheerleaders. “I just didn’t take her as your type.”

“You don’t even know whosheis.”

He is still staring at the cheerleaders. “Let me guess. Black clothes. Piercings. Tattoos and too much eyeliner.”

“That could be any one of them.”

He shrugs, tearing his eyes away. “I still didn’t think someone like that was your type.”

I scratch the back of my neck as I eye the guy in front of me have his go. “I regret telling you now.”

“Don’t be like that, man,” he laughs, propping his elbow on my shoulder. “Is she a freak in bed?”

My hand tingles at the memory of what I did to her in the bathroom earlier.

It’s my turn, so I shove him away. Ignoring his laughter, I move laterally through the ladder, two feet in, two feet out, before turning and accelerating through the finish line.

“What about Maddie?” he grins, a drop of sweat hanging off his nose as he stops next to me. He flicks his hair out of his eyes, and it’s gone.

“We fuck. That’s it!”

“I’ve heard things.”

I tense. “What kind of things?”

He shrugs, kicking at the grass, his hands on his hips. “You like it rough.”

I blow out a breath. “So?” Blasé is always the best strategy for sex talk between guys.

“Girls talk is all. Be careful.”

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