Page 4 of Keeping Secrets


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Van’s eyes travel down my body, lingering on my legs. It reminds me that I’m only in a pair of sleep shorts and a thin shirt. I don’t have a bra on because I don’t really need one for the most part.

“Because you want to know everything.” I shift on my feet, wondering how good Van is at reading people. He is harder to get a feel for because he gives nothing. His face is always passive except for the random glare or irritation he shows, and I honestly think everyone gets it.

“You've been talking to people about me?”

“Not really.” Ouch. I’m not sure what I was expecting for a response, but that stung. I hate that I have that reaction.

“What are you doing here?” I let out an annoyed breath.

“I wasn’t talking to you when I said ‘you could leave.’”

“Okay.” I shrug.

“Do you want to come back to the party?”

“No. You should, though. It’s your birthday party,” I remind him. “It’s rude to leave your own party.”

“The party is more for my mom.” He glances around my living room. “You?—”

“Don’t.” I cut him off before he can ask me personal questions about my life and shitty apartment. We live worlds apart.

“You don’t want to know where I got your number?” He lifts a brow. Was that really what he was about to say or did he change it up to something he knew I’d bite at?

“Okay. Tell me.”

“It will cost you.” He smirks. Actually a freaking smirk and dimple forms in his cheek. “You know being on the football team, I hear a lot of secrets.”

“You barely talk to anyone. No one is telling you shit.”

“It’s when no one thinks you're paying attention then you overhear all kinds of things.”

“Fine. Out with it. What’s the cost?” I’m as curious about the things he could know as I am what he wants for payment. It wouldn’t be hard for him to get laid. His family is also loaded. I’m not sure what I have to offer.

“I want a girlfriend.” I stand there unsure of why he’s telling me this.

“Then go get one.”

“I want you.” He steps toward me.

“What?” He’s lost his mind. “Did you drink some of the spiked punch?”

“No.”

“Then why do you want me to be your girlfriend?” He stares at me for a long moment.

“It could work for both of us. You’ll keep other girls from bothering me and you’ll be close enough to get all the secrets of our school.” He dangles the bait for me, knowing there’s no way I can resist.

“If I agree, will you leave?”

“You’d kick your boyfriend out?” He chuckles.

“I guess I would.” I open the door, but still he doesn’t move. “Boyfriend, leave,” I order him.

“I’ll take it.” He walks past me, his body brushing against mine. My nipples harden. The second he clears the door, I close it. “Lock it, babe.”

“No pet names!” I flick the lock.

“You should have said that before you made the deal, Red.”

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