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“Goddamn, you’re hot.” He grinned, flashing his dimples, sending a rush of heat to my cheeks. “All sweet pussy cat around your mom, but spitfire for me.” Shaking his head, he parked and adjusted his groin with a groan. “Makes my dick hard.”

Holy shit did he unsettle me in the worst way possible.

“Stay away from me today,” I snipped, my insides fluttering while I yanked open the passenger door.

“Not a chance in hell, princess.”

Jenny waited at the top of the stairs with Devon, her glance wandering over my shoulder to the jackass my mother had basically leashed me to. I could feel his damn stare on my backside.

“Hey, Addy,” she said at the same time Devon did.

Like always, he pulled open the door with a lovestruck smile. I flashed him a forced one along with a thank you before walking into the crowded foyer.

“See you after second period,” I told him and started off toward Jenny’s and my homeroom.

Jenny’s stare lingered on my face as she scrambled to move in beside me as though her feet had gotten snagged while checking out Gideon and his artfully mussed hair.

“What?” I snapped.

“You didn’t give it to him your first night beneath the same roof, did you?”

“Gross.” I went with my auto-reply for whenever she talked about Gideon and how much she wanted to climb his naked body like a tree.

“Both parents tucked in their bedroom, completely immersed in one another, Gideon a mere bathroom away, and you didn’t let him have his way with you?” She laughed, elbowing me hard enough I sidestepped to keep from stumbling.

“The hell, Jenny?”

“Stepbrother or no, I’d hand over my V-card to him without hesitation if he looked at me the way he stares at you.” Jenny snapped her gum, and I didn’t bother responding. She’d said those words quite a few times since meeting him.

Kids our age didn’t have much to do over the long winter evenings, and I’ll admit Gideon was hot enough to make me fantasize about that very thing the night before while lying in bed—even if it was disgusting and I planned on someone ten times more appropriate for all my firsts.

A lush shiver licked down my spine, and I didn’t need to turn to know he watched me. He hadn’t been kidding about being protective, and while I hated to admit it, his actions almost…endeared him to me a bit regardless of the crap he’d given me on the way to school. But like Jenny had said about the way he looked at me…

“He’s a fucking creep,” I muttered, remembering his heated stares over dinner while our parents ignored us and I attempted to ignore him.

“Still. I’d give it up to him without hesitation.”

I snorted a laugh. “Horny bitch.”

“You know it.” Jenny linked her arm through mine. “Have you stolen a t-shirt from his dirty hamper yet?”

“Gross.”

She laughed, and my lips quirked up for real for the first time in almost twenty-four hours.

By Friday, Gideon finally had enough with guys getting all up in my space.

Devon sauntered my way at the end of the day with a little shoulder bump, sticking closer than usual. The second I felt the energy licking over my skin that announced Gideon’s arrival, a different sort of goosebumps broke out over my arms.

I turned in time to see Gideon step in, chest to chest with Devon, hard enough the locker door beside mine clanged from the contact with his backside.

“You need to back the fuck off, let the princess breathe air that isn’t tainted by your stench,” Gideon growled, hands hanging like clubs at his sides, ready to whack-a-mole my friend down.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Devon shot back, shoving at Gideon—and not moving him an inch. “My father’s sheriff in this town, and all it’ll take is one word from me to land you in trouble.”

“I don’t give a shit who your dad is.” Gideon towered over him, his shoulders hunched and his entire body vibrating. “Leave my sister alone.”

“She isn’t your sister yet, dickhead.” Devon didn’t cower physically, but his voice gave away his fear of the big bad wolf.

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