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Gideon
So, the girls planned on sneaking over to Devon’s. I’d overheard enough of their phone conversation to figure that shit out.
Devon was throwing a party on Saturday night.
Dad and Ingrid had dinner plans.
That left me with nothing to do but stalk after Addilyn without her knowing. Keep that prick Devon away from her. Talk her into giving me her first kiss. Hell, I could’ve taken it from her that day I held her in my arms. I deserved to be the one to taste her lips for the first time after showing so much damn restraint.
So, I had to get myself an invitation to the party. Slim chance in hell, but better than just showing up and being told to leave by the prick sheriff.
I told myself I could play it cool—so I tried Friday morning, offering Devon a nod as he held the door open for the girls like he always did.
He split from the girls at their lockers, and I hurried after him. “Heard you’re throwing a party,” I said, coming up alongside him.
“Yeah.”
“Are big brothers invited?”
He snorted and raised his eyebrows while glancing at me, not slowing his quick stride down the hallway. “And why would I ask you to step foot on our property?”
“Because I’m not that bad of a guy, and if you’re lucky enough to talk my sis into being your girl, then don’t you think we should repair the broken bridge between us?”
He laughed while heading into his homeroom. “See ya ‘round, Gid.”
Fuck. Lips pressed tight, I sprinted in the opposite direction—and stepped over my homeroom’s threshold a second after the bell rang.
My teacher gave me the stink eye, but a flash of my dimples had her nodding toward my assigned seat.
That luck came to a screeching halt just before sixth period when I saw Devon hovering over my princess. Cheeks pink, she peered at him through her lashes, her lips moving, the words lost under the voices of dozens of kids filing through the hallway.
I started their way—and the fucker pushed her hair off her forehead like I’d done.
He fucking touched her with lingering fingertips, and I saw vivid red unlike any jealousy I’d ever felt before.
My stalking toward them couldn’t be hindered and went unnoticed by the two fucking love birds.
“Fuck off, Devon,” I told him, giving his shoulder a shove the second I got close enough. He slammed against the locker beside her, glaring at me like he had balls to spare.
“Lay off, Gid.”
Fucking Gid. Hated that goddamn nickname.
The hallway grew silent, and a crowd gathered, holding their collective breath as though waiting for a showdown that had been brewing since I’d stepped foot into their school.
Devon smiled at my princess right then like I didn’t exist and hadn’t nearly dislocated his shoulder. Eyes only for her with stars in his own.
My teeth grated, and my hands fisted at my sides. Blood rage swept through me, the same sort that had gotten me thrown into juvie back in California. I wanted to smash his face in, send a river of red over his face.
I slowly counted to calm myself the fuck down. Getting in trouble with the little shit in front of me would leave my princess vulnerable.
Couldn’t have that.
“So, I’ll see you tomorrow night?” he asked her.
Fuck, he pissed me off.
