Page 50 of The Rivals' Touch

No, I’m Remi Burke! I was the head cheerleader before I came here and the girlfriend of the school’s hottest basketball player. I was popular. I didn’t sit in my bedroom and stare at my stupid ceiling.

This fire inside me is welcome.

“Fuck, babe! I love you in my jersey!” Bennett’s voice rings out in my bedroom, just like I’d hoped.

In your face, fuckers!

“I’m naked underneath it!” I wink, biting my lip the way I know drives him insane.

He groans and drags his hand over his face, through his blonde hair. “I need to fuck you!”

My laugh is real this time. Bennett always speaks his mind. “Well, you can—this weekend.”

“Let me see you naked.”

“Hang on.” I pull his jersey over my head and discard it on the floor, ignoring the giggling girls next door and the jealousy turning my stomach.

“God! I forget how fucking beautiful you are! Open your legs. Let me see you.”

“You’re not naked,” I giggle, baring my glistening folds to his hungry eyes. I need him to come here and touch me in the way only he can. But more than that, I need him to erase Zayd’s taste on my tongue and the memory of Legacy’s touch. It lingers on my skin like an expensive perfume.

Bennett pulls his t-shirt over the back of his head, tousling his hair in the process.

His chest…

“You miss me?” He winks knowingly, unbuttoning his ripped jeans.

“You have no idea!”

Just as he goes to free his dick, there’s a knock on my door.

“Shit!” I hurry to put my jersey back on.

The knocking doesn’t let up.

“I’m sorry,” I say to Bennett. “One minute.”

I climb off the bed, cross the room, and flip the lock. But before I can grab the handle, the door flings open, and Zayd swaggers in with Jacob close on his heels.

“Hi, princess,” Jacob grins, slinging his arm over my shoulder.

I’m instantly annoyed.

Zayd makes a beeline for my phone on the bed and picks it up.

“Hey, Bennett,” Zayd smirks, peering at my white-as-a-sheet face. “I heard we’re playing you sooner than expected.”

“I bet you look forward to getting your ass beat again,” Bennett replies.

Zayd’s smile widens. “I bet you can’t wait to watch your girl cheer for me.”

I shake my head desperately. I need off this runaway train.

Bennett chuckles darkly. “I can’t wait to wipe that smug smile off your face!”

Zayd walks over to me and gets us both in the video. “Your girl here has settled in well at Aycliffe.” He looks at me, a gleam in his eyes. “Haven’t you,sis?”The innuendo is impossible to miss.

My cheeks burn as I glare at him.

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