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“Dude, take a hint,” I growl as I turn to face him, setting my girl down on her feet gently. “She’s not interested in talking with you.”
“She’s just using you to make me jealous. It’s a game to her,” he says with so much confidence. I might’ve believed him weeks after Remi and I started hanging out together, but now after all the things we’ve done and been through, his words don’t even penetrate.
“Using him?” Remi seethes underneath my arm where I’ve tucked her body in. I look down and the fire in her eyes tells me Chance is about to get his ass handed to him. “I think you need to check your ego at the door, mister. I’ve been over you and haven’t thought one thing about you even though you’ve been blowing up my phone for months. Take a hint. If I don’t respond it usually means I’m not interested or that I don’t care enough about you to answer.”
“We’ve been together forever Remi. I know I screwed up, but don’t you think you’ve punished me enough?” he pleads, making me snort.
“Punished you?” She shakes her head then looks up at me before turning her attention back to him. “What I should be doing is thanking you.”
“Thank me for what?” Chance asks.
“Thanks to you I finally found someone I want to spend my time with. Who puts me first and genuinely cares about my day. Someone who loves me just as much as I love him,” she declares and my heart speeds up so fast it could break a rib.
Chance looks as though he swallowed a bee.
I don’t let her finish chewing his ass out. Instead I bend down and capture her lips with mine. One of my hands goes to her lower back while the other clamps around the back of her neck. Her mouth opens and I waste no time plundering it with my tongue. It’s only when I hear the cheers and claps of my teammates that I pull back.
Nosey fuckers.
“Take a hike,” I hear Jake tell Chance. “And stay away from QB and his girl.”
“Let’s get out of here,” she whispers against my lips and I nod.
“Catch you guys later,” I call out to the team as I turn my girl and me away from the crowd.
We walk out to the parking lot and right to her SUV. “You following me to the house?” she asks after I open her door and help her get settled in her seat.
After passing her the dance bag I say, “Got to stop by work for a little bit. Shouldn’t take long and then I’ll come by.”
She smiles up at me. “Good, I’ve got some things to talk to you about.”
“You still feeling sick?”
“My stomach is a little queasy,” she admits. “Love you,” she says and looks up at me as if I hung the moon. My stomach clenches and I know that I want this girl in my life forever.
“I’ll follow you out and see you later, babe,” I say then lean down kissing her again. “Love you too.”
I’m laying back on Remi’s bed later that night. We just finished making love and she’s in the bathroom putting on some comfy clothes. I’m fully dressed again waiting for her big reveal that she wanted to tell me earlier. We started having sex after the Fourth of July fireworks. We were in the bed of my truck and one thing led to another. It was both of our first time and we’d just said that we loved each other. Hands down the best night of my life and I’ll never forget that moment.
When I got here tonight, Mrs. Carter had dinner for us to eat and then we headed upstairs to her room to hang out. She has the entire second floor to herself. There’s a movie room and game room up here. Remi’s mom is cool and loves to talk about sports and school activities every time I come over. She’s always been nice to me, unlike her father. I’ve never met a man with a bigger chip on his shoulder than him. His snappy replies and the hateful way he speaks to Remi and her mom gets my hackles up. He doesn’t like me and has made that known since Remi introduced us months ago. Remi tells me all the time about how much her mom and dad fight.
The door to her bathroom opens and she comes over to the bed, leaning down to kiss me.
“I have another piece for you,” she says and I know it’s more jewelry she’s made. “I’ve been playing with different metals but this one looks more like barbed wire.”
She goes over to a little work table where all her supplies are neatly placed. One thing I’ve learned about Remi in the last several months is that she likes to be organized. Everything has its place.
Remi holds up the chain that’ll fit my wrist.
“I love it. Will you put it on?”
The smile she gives me is one I make a mental note to savor. She clasps the metal around my left wrist and then kisses the area. I’ve got a leather wrist strap on my right wrist she made from an old football, then I’ve got three different chains around my neck. One has dog tags that she inscribed our names and the Fourth of July.
Leaning down I grip her chin with my thumb and pointer finger.
“I’ve never loved anyone like I do you, Remi. You’re such a bright light in my dark world.” I press my lips to hers.
Just as I’m about to take it further a loud slam of a door rattles the windows in the house. We pull apart and look at her closed door. A man’s voice starts shouting from downstairs and I feel Remi flinch in my arms.
