Total pages in book: 136
Estimated words: 137326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
He truly, thoroughly, and categorically refuses to walk away from a situation that doesn’t go as he wishes. He might seem agreeable, but he’s an insufferable son of a bitch when pursuing a goal.
And because of his distaste for the ‘charity team,’ as he calls the Stanton Wolves, he’s beyond disgusted with Osborn’s entourage.
It doesn’t help that Marcus once stole Preston’s girlfriend. Or sort-of girlfriend.
Since then, the moment Preston finds out a girl has slept with his rival, he immediately loses interest. Which is rich coming from Preston, who fucks any girl available.
So that makes Dahlia off-limits.
Permanently.
Dad was right. I’ll use Preston against Marcus and Marcus against Preston.
A win-win.
“Is that so?” he asks with a smile, but his eyes are muted. “Why didn’t you guys click?”
A frown appears between her brows. “He’s kind of an asshole.”
I narrow my eyes. Osborn did something to her.
What? I don’t know, but I’ll find out.
“So is Davenport.” Preston grins. “But you already know that.”
The professor comes in as Dahlia looks at me, opens her mouth, then closes it and stares at her notebook.
Preston pulls out his phone and focuses on it instead of class.
Me?
I keep watching the girl I swore would never be a distraction.
The girl who shouldn’t be in this town in the first place.
My phone beeps and I retrieve it.
Dahlia
Why are you suddenly attending this class?
Me
Do I need a reason to attend a class I’m enrolled in?
A class you’ve never attended.
I’m doing so now.
Are you stalking me?
Do you want to be stalked? Because I’m game.
A tinge of red covers her cheeks, and she shoots me a piercing glare. Too bad there’s no red lipstick today, but any red will do.
I thought you wanted me out of your sight?
I changed my mind. Seems I have to watch you closely after all, my wildflower.
13
DAHLIA
The DNA samples don’t match.
This applies to the three guys whose DNA I stole at the party.
Price’s, Novak’s, and Kane’s.
So after he fucked my face and came down my throat three days ago, I kept some of his cum in my mouth and then bagged it.
I’d like to think that’s the only reason I let him use me like a rag doll, but the throbbing between my legs at the time and long after I got home testify against that theory.
At any rate, the fact that his DNA wasn’t present under my sister’s fingernails was a relief I didn’t know I needed until I stagger against the laboratory counter.
Damn it.
Is his innocence that important to me?
Why?
Because I burn for his touch? Because his mere presence unsettles me to the point of losing control?
That doesn’t matter, though. I’ve had sex before. Sex is physical and doesn’t mean anything.
So why the hell…?
I stare at the DNA result sheet and then tuck it into my lab coat. The last thing I need is to lose this scholarship for performing illegal DNA tests. And targeting the town’s hockey gods.
Everyone here seems obsessed with the team. Even Mrs. Hales was asking if I could get Preston’s autograph since we go to the same college. Apparently, he’s the most popular and effortlessly attracts everyone.
Kane is second because he’s just so well-mannered and dreamy—Mrs. Hales’s words, not mine.
Dreamy, my ass. He just wears the mask so well. Even I was fooled by him in the beginning.
Jude, on the other hand, is a dark horse on and off the rink. There’s a brutality in him that only attracts a certain category of people. He also doesn’t make an effort to wear a smile like Preston or a mask like Kane.
What you see is basically what you get.
Since he and the rest of the team are my next targets for the DNA hunt, I need to get closer to the team.
After that, I’ll figure out a way to influence Kane to make me an active Vencor member. Thus far, he’s shot down any of my attempts to be active in the organization.
When I tried to befriend Preston, Kane somehow managed to say the right words to make his friend lose complete interest in my company.
I knew that asshole Marcus was trouble. I should’ve never gone out with him in the first place. At the time, his last name didn’t really mean much to me, and I didn’t want to believe the rumors floating around about him and his dark past.
Little did I know that he’s, in fact, a major psycho.
I’m not sure how Kane got that information about my dating life, and it’s made me more paranoid.
Just how much does he know about me?
How long can I fool him?
Hell, can I even fool him?
With his unreadable personality and unpredictable actions, he’s the one who fools people, not the other way around.
Still, the only way to get close to the team and him is to make him trust me.
At any cost.
He did defend me the other day at Drayton’s party, so it’s not like he doesn’t care at all. It’s a good start.