Page 10 of Checkmate

He turns to face me, his chest heaving. I haven't spent much time with Chester since being back but his reaction seems odd.

“Leave Colt alone.”

He doesn’t say anything; he just continues to look right through me. “He.”

“He what? Was helping me train like he was told to.”

“That’s not it,” he says between clenched teeth.

“She doesn’t remember dude,” Colt adds and laughs.

“Remember what?” I ask looking between them both. Chester has gotten another piercing and I just noticed. He has two nose rings, one on each side and it oddly looks good on him.

When Chester doesn’t say anything Colt continues for him.

“Dude over here has...um the best way to explain it would be like telepathy.”

“So, he can read minds?” I question.

“Kind of, when you were a kid he could. For the rest of us it’s not as in tune and he has this weird thing with auras.”

“You wanted to hurt her,” Chester snaps at Colt.

Colt holds his hands up in the air. “Not in the way you’re thinking, Jesus. In a sexual way not in an ‘I want to kill her’ way.”

I snap my head at Colt. “I’m not sleeping with you.”

“We’ll see,” he winks and walks away. I shake my head at the audacity and walk up closer to Chester.

“You can’t do that. We,” I say, pointing between the two of us, “are not friends. I don’t need your protection. Whatever we used to be, we are not that now.”

Seriously, why does he have to look like sex on legs? That damn six pack and the V that is so defined. His shorts are tight and the muscles on his legs bulge.I really need to get laid.

“Pick one of us, no one else unless you think they have a death wish.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You want to get laid right?”

I cough, there is no way he could know that. “I will not be fucking any of you.”

He shrugs. “It’s a means to an end Jolie. Just know if you go out and sleep with someone outside of our team, the rules apply to all of us. Maybe we should have a team meeting to update you on how our groups work.”

“Screw you!” I yell and head over towards my duffle bag and box of clothes. I start to pack and shove everything into the bag and zip it up. I stand up and I feel Chester standing behind me.

“I know what you’re thinking, I always have when you’re close. I can feel the way your body reacts to my close proximity. The thoughts swirling in your head as I run my fingers along your collarbone. You were created for us.”

I slap his hand away. “I wasn’t made for you, I was made for them and you know it.”

“Were you? Because if that were true they would be here.”

I turn to face him, my palm connecting with his face before I can even stop it. “You’re an asshole.” I snap, grabbing my bag and walking away. I throw the door to the gym open and storm off towards the car park. I need to find Colt; he has my bag and change of clothes for dinner with Mr. Z.

A sleek black car pulls up beside me and a man gets out. “Mr. Z sent me to pick you up.”

“I have to find my friend, he has my clothes.”

“No need Miss, there is a new outfit in the back for you to get changed into. I'll wait out here until you are done.”

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