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“It’s my turn again,” he says, easing up a little to suck away the sting. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I choke out, like we both knew I would.

“I dare you to tell me to stop like you mean it,” he says against my skin. “Tell me no, baby.”

“No.”

“Like you mean it, Vi.”

“No,” I say again, louder this time. “Get off me.”

He sighs like he’s disappointed and sucks on the underside of my breast, marking my flesh as I fight and struggle beneath him. But he’s so much stronger than me, and I can’t get out from under his grip. He laughs some more and then moves his mouth up to my neck, pinning my hands down on either side of me as he gives me a hickey there too.

“Fucking beautiful,” he whispers, tilting his head to do the same thing on the other side. “I love it when you walk around with my marks on you.”

“You’re insane,” I grit out, snatching one of my hands away to hit him in the face.

He pinches his eyes shut at the sudden pain, and I take the opportunity to reach for the almost full bottle lying on the step by my feet, picking it up and swinging it into the side of his head. The glass doesn’t smash—I didn’t hit him that hard—but it’s enough for me to gain the upper hand, to scramble out from beneath him and make a run for it.

“I’m insane?” he calls after me, breathing out a laugh as he stands up. “Nasty little bitch.”

“Fuck you!”

“You better run fast!” he shouts. “Because when I catch you, that’s exactly what’s happening.”

CHAPTER 5

ATTICUS

I shake my head with a huff and pick up the bottle she clocked me with, watching her back for the third time tonight while I take a drink.

That’s my fucking girl.

I smile to myself and start to go after her, but just as my feet hit the bottom step, I hear what sounds like a cut off scream coming from inside the cabin.

“A—”

“Shut up,” someone else hisses, and my smile turns into a full-on grin, because I’d know that voice anywhere.

The door opens before I can open it myself, and Phoenix steps out, pulling the door shut behind him and blocking it with his body.

“Were you watching us just now?” I ask him, eyeing him in his black hoodie with the hood pulled up over his blond head of hair.

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me, Phoenix,” I singsong, slowly stepping closer as I swing the bottle at my side, ready to clock him with it if I need to.

“Look, it’s dark, okay? I didn’t see shit. Chill the fuck out and go play with your girl.”

I narrow my eyes at that, suspicious. Since when does he encourage me to play with Violet? Any other night he’d be bitching and trying to convince me to leave her be.

“Why? So you can stay here and play with yours?”

“She’s not mine.”

“You want her to be?” I ask, raising a brow when he says nothing. “Let me see her.”

“No.” He shakes his head and sidesteps to stop me from passing him, eyes wide as if he’s nervous. “Not this one.”

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