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I’d never been able to trust another female again after Harper. All the pretty lies she had given me our entire lives meant nothing in the end. If she could backtrack on them so easily after sixteen years, what would someone I had known days, weeks or months do? Harper moved away and started a new life, but only she ended up still accomplishing her dreams. Mine burned along with the broken pieces of my foolish heart.
I swung my legs off the bed and got up. I threw on a pair of sweatpants, then went to investigate. When I reached the top of the staircase, I came to a complete stop. She was in smallest fucking tank top I had ever seen.
It was pink, just like the lingerie I had seen her in the last time I saw her in this state of undress, but the years had been very good to her. She’d always been thin, but she now had curves that made my traitorous dick hard.
I ignored my erection and watched as she bent over the table to take her shot. She was wearing a fucking thong and her ass beckoned to me. I didn’t even know for sure if she knew I was watching her right now, but I wouldn’t put it past her to be wiggling her ass just in case.
God, what an ass she had on her, too. I closed my eyes briefly and imagined her bent over like she was now, only I was marking those rounded cheeks with my hands before fucking her. I’d never been a big fan of anal, but just like a decade before, she could entice me to do almost anything.
When I reopened my eyes, she had moved from her previous spot. She was now on the other end of the table and I could see her ample cleavage. Among the other changes her body had made, her breasts were now even larger, and I wanted to touch them.
What the fuck am I doing? The silent question made me growl, and it was then that she realized she was no longer alone.
She tensed up, then smiled as she waved me down. I should’ve told her to go to bed, but I didn’t. Instead, I descended the stairs slowly and eventually joined her in front of the pool table.
“You up for a game?” she finally asked, and I gave her a nod.
Again, I should’ve been ridding myself of her once and for all, but it was the middle of the night and no matter how much I hated her, I couldn’t put her out in a storm with nowhere to go.
“You want to start over?” she asked.
“Start over?” I questioned. Surely, she didn’t think we could—
“The game, Gabe. I could rack the balls again if you would—”
I glanced at the table and other than a purple solid, she hadn’t removed any other ones from the table. “No, we’ll continue from here.”
She seemed pleased enough and as I grabbed one of the nearby cues and chalked the tip, I watched as she once again leaned over the table. My eyes were drawn to her ass, and the longer I stared at it, the more I wanted to sink balls deep inside of her.
She took her shot and it missed which meant it was my turn. I studied the table and having played extensively with several friends and clients over the years, I was arrogantly sure I could beat her.
“Let’s make this interesting,” I said aloud, and she cocked a manicured brow at me.
“How so?” she asked.
I smirked as my eyes flitted over her softly heaving chest. The girl I had loved had turned into one of the sexiest women I had ever seen, and my cock twitched in agreement.
Harper Grimes had always been pretty. From childhood when she would run around in long pigtails to middle school when her long legs finally caught up to the rest of her body. She’d never been more gorgeous though than in high school on the night of Homecoming our junior year.
Beneath her dress, she had the sexiest set of black lingerie on, and it’d been like waving a red flag in front of a bull. I’d torn the expensive lace off of her before taking her virginity and giving her mine in return. All of the foreplay we had done leading up to that night had nothing on how it actually felt to fuck her.
Over the years, I’d done the normal things most teen boys did, like sneak away to watch porn videos, but I had never imagined what it would be like to become one with someone, especially a girl I had loved so much.
“If you win, I promise to at least listen to what you’ve come all this way to tell me.”
Something akin to hope flared in her eyes, then she replied breathily, “And if I lose?”
“It’s not an if but when.” She shot me a glare and my grin widened. “When you lose, you can wait until daybreak, then I want you to get the hell out of my penthouse and my life, and never come back.”
“Gabe. I—”
“Those are the only two options. Take it or fucking leave it.”
She stared at me and I ignored the rush of moisture filling her eyes. She blinked a few times, and just like that, all the tears were gone. I knew she’d acted in a few of Rushton Academy’s plays, but I never knew she was this good of an actress until now. She finally looked over at me and murmured a single word. “Fine.”
I hadn’t even realized I had been holding in a breath until it expelled from me in a rush. She gave me a nod, then turned to focus on her next shot. It was technically my turn, but despite my innate hatred for her, she still provided quite the view.
Harper pulled her cue back and hit her yellow solid with perfect precision and I watched as it spun around multiple times before dropping into the corner pocket.
