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Originally, it was going to go to Eli, but his post buddy decided last second to finally set a solid screen. My power forward is also out, our rival glued to my teammate’s back.
The team's good, I’ll give them that. We’re better.
My mouth curves viciously when the guy before me’s shoulders drop. It’s the tiniest amount but it’s all I need to know I’ve got him. Intimidation a close second to my other favorite tactic, bulldozing.
My focus is locked on him as the ball fly’s past. Going to the only person I spot open in my peripherals.
The guy’s body turns, not noticing it until it’s too late. Grin widening as I step back across the line, checking him as I charge past.
Easy peasy.
My broth—Finn,already with the ball in hand, bypasses the defense, plants his feet, and arches his arm with that perfect curve.
The ball flies, not a second later hitting the rim. Clinking the brinks edge as it bounces off the galvanized steel.
It bounces not once, not twice, but three times. Nothing but gravity stopping it from going in. Sure, we don’t need the points, already ahead, but it’s always nice securing it that much more.
Three seconds left.
Our win already guaranteed, but I’ve never been against bettering my odds.
The ball smoothly falls through the hoop, and I look over at Finn’s face. It’s as blank, as the truth we keep trying to convince ourselves isn’t true.
We’re brothers.
A seeded sigh leaves my lips. Too bad digestingthatfact isn’t as easy as landing a shot in a hoop.
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Rory
Closingmylocker,ahand flies from behind and latches on to my waist, swiftly turning me. Pushing my back into the metal.
My body held still as Cole leans in with his warm mouth already pressed against my skin. It knows that familiar touch and purrs to life in its hunger for him.
His tongue inviting as he nips at my earlobe playfully before inhaling. A rasped-out noise leaving his throat.
“Spring break is ours, Princess,” he groans into my collarbone and my stomach caves.
His hold tightens on my hips, as possessively as his mouth that’s now found my own. I bite down in my own craving on Cole’s plump bottom lip.
The bell had just rung. Students lingered in the hallways on their way to their next class, which is where I should be headed. Suddenly, I don’t have the urge.
Heat builds between my legs the longer Iceman’s lips stay firmly pressed to mine. If he was the drug, then I am an addict, and his mouth is the fix.
I will never be able to get enough of him.
The wet smile he gives me a surprise as he pulls his mouth away. “Morning, baby.”
“Morning,” I say back, arching a brow.
The distinct little smirk he’s shooting me tells me he’s up to something. I know this look and the expression both scares and excites me.
Cole always has a plan; it’s how he went about executing them that’s sometimes alarming.
“You, me, and the lake house tomorrow,” he breathes out, tucking a lock of loose hair back behind my ear.
My head arches back in surprise. “What?” I ask, confused.
