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“I guess. Still don’t like it,” he mumbles. “Anyway, since we didn’t get our date tonight, how about we do something on Friday?”

Doing anything with Talan puts him at risk. I can’t exactly tell him that so instead, I agree. “Yeah sure. Friday should be fine.”

“Good. Look, I’ve got to go. I will see you tomorrow.” With a goodbye, I end the call.

I reach for my camera, only to freeze, when a deep voice sounds behind me, making me jump. “I thought my knocking Talan out cold made it clear that I don’t want you around him or talking to him,” Knox says, appearing out of nowhere.

I glare at him as he strides toward me. “And I thought you were on a date with my mom.”

He smirks. His dark eyes never leaving my face as he closes the distance between us and wedges himself between my thighs. “Oh,mylittle dove. There really is no need to be jealous. It’s you I want.”

His words thrill me even when they shouldn’t. Especially not after what my mom said earlier. My hands land on his broad chest. I try to push him away, but he is so solid, he doesn’t budge. “Go away Knox. I can’t deal with you right now. Earlier was a mistake, one that won’t happen again. My mom wants to make a real go of things with you. I-I-I think you should do the same,” I stutter, my words unconvincing even to my own ears.

He grabs my wrists, chuckling darkly. “It was not a mistake, and you know it. I don’t give a shit about what Scarlett wants; it is never going to happen.”

I struggle against him but it’s pointless. “She likes you,” I whisper, shame coating my voice as I avert my eyes.

“No, she doesn’t. She likes what I can bring to the table,” he states easily. “And I didn’t go out for dinner with your mom.”

My head snaps up. “What? Why?”

He shrugs. “I wasn’t about to be pictured out for dinner with your mother on the same day I claimed you, now, was I?” I just stare at him, not knowing what to say. He is contracted to date my mother and to be seen in public. He could get into trouble for not holding up his end of the deal. His lips press to mine, silencing anything I had to say. He runs his tongue across the seam but doesn’t push inside. “I could fuck you again, right here, out in the open where anyone could see us,” he whispers against my lips. I shiver as his hand travels down between my legs, rubbing gentle circles on my clit. “I won’t though. Because your sounds, your body is only for my eyes, for me… And I know you must be sore,” he adds, pulling back. I whimper at the loss of contact making his lips curve into a smug grin. “Come on, let’s get you home before I lose the little bit of conscience I have and ruin your pussy completely.” I chuckle, shaking my head.

Despite everything that has happened, the guilt I feel, I can no longer hide the truth.

Knox has become a lifeline in a world where I feel like I am drowning.

It’s a scary realization, given the circumstances.

The world thinks he is my mother’s.

But Knox McCabe has made me his.

ChapterSeventeen

KNOX

Strolling down the hallway of Westview Academy, I feel on top of the world.

I claimed my dove in every possible way yesterday. Fucked her. Coated her insides with my cum and made her mine. A grin curves my lips when I remember the shock I felt, as I tore through her virginity. It never crossed my mind that Madison was a virgin. Untouched. All fucking mine. No one else will have her. Will get to feel her from the inside. I will make sure of it.

“Look at that smile. Good night with the Mrs.?” Jason appears in front of me, startling me from my musings.

Shooting him a scowl, I push past him to our shared office. “I came up with some new plays for the football team,” I say instead of answering his question.

Dropping down a folder, he sighs. “Good. Because we need to win state this year. Otherwise, Schwartz is going to look at pushing the funding for the team elsewhere.”

“That won’t happen. I am positive with my help we can win,” I say confidently, arrogantly.

Jason drops down in his chair, steepling his fingers in front of his chest, his eyes on me. “You sound so sure for someone who currently doesn’t have a football career. We have never won state before. The closest we came is two years ago, but we missed it by three points. What makes you so confident we can now?”

I shrug. “The team is good and with the changes I am making, they can be even better. I might be suspended from the NFL right now Jason, but that doesn’t take away the fact that I am one of the best players in the league. You brought me here for a reason—to win. So how about you let me do what I do best and you just…” I wave my hand around. “Do whatever it is that you do best.”

His eyes narrow. “Don’t get cocky with me McCabe. It may work in some areas of your life, but I will not tolerate being disrespected. You are still on probationkid.I could make your life very hard if I wanted to. Show me some damn respect.”

I stare at him. This fucker is trying to provoke me. Thinks he has some stupid hold over me because I report to him. Thinks he can threaten me and keep me in line. Dumb fuck. He knows my reputation. I could cut him down with a few words and have him begging me to stop. One day I will do just that but not today. There is too much on the line. Flashing him some teeth, I say, “Noted. If we are done here, then I am going to head to the field. I need to run through all the changes that I made before practice starts.”

Jason waves me off. “Go. I have some paperwork to finish up.” I push out of the chair, striding to the door, only to stop when he speaks. “Oh, and Knox?” I glance over my shoulder at him. “You will be taking over coaching of the senior girls’ track team. Starting tomorrow.”

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