“Apparently you’ve forgotten what you wrote.”
“No I haven’t.”Barrett sighed and held up his hand. He pointed to each finger as he spoke. “Go to college wearing only underwear. Bang an ugly chick. Go to class drunk. Have a threesome. Take a piss on the street.” Barrett ran out of fingers and held out his other hand.
Damon stepped up next to Barrett and continued. “Get a tattoo. Have sex in every classroom. Bang a nerd. Play strip poker with a group of sorority girls. Bang a college professor.”
“Okay, okay, enough.” Jayden held up his hands.
“I really don’t think Haley’s going to be interested in banging chicks.” Damon smirked behind his Oakley’s.
“Or pissing in the streets.” Braxton stepped up and took a drink of beer he’d plundered from the refrigerator. “She might get it on her shoes and she wears really nice shoes.”
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Jayden snatched the beer out of Braxton’s hands and scowled.
It was the only thing he could do. They were making him sound like a total dickhead.
“I guess I remembered it differently.” He grimaced and looked away, unable to meet their eyes.
“I’m surprised you remembered anything at all. You stayed drunk half the time.” Damon added his two cents.
Jayden shot him a glare. And he opened his mouth. And then quickly shut it. After all, what could he say?
“That’s not what I want for her.” Jayden gritted his teeth.
“Good, cause that’s what I don’t want for myself either.”
All the males turned. Haley stood there, her arms crossed and her foot tapping on the hallway runner and her expression dialed to completely pissed. “But thank you, Jayden, for trying to make decisions for my life.”
“Haley, I didn’t …”
She turned on her heel and marched down the hallway.
“Glad we straightened that out.” Damon slapped him on the back and walked away. The rest of the males seemed to know enough to give him some space and followed after Damon.
Jayden ran his hand down his face.
He hurried into the kitchen and ran into Ava who was eating ice cream out of the carton.
“Where’s Haley?”
“She went that way.” Ava pointed with her spoon toward the door leading to the deck.
“Wouldn’t you like a bowl?” Jayden grinned. “There are some in the cupboards.”
“Nope. I plan on eating the whole thing. No need in messing up a dish.” She winked.
Shaking his head, Jayden headed out the back door. His heart lurched when he didn’t see her immediately. He narrowed his eyes at the corner of the deck where the shrubbery trees were overgrown.
Haley sat in a chair, her knees pulled up to her chin.
“Hey.” He stuck his hands in his pocket and took a step toward her.
“Hey, yourself.” He could tell by her tone that she was angry with him.
“Can I sit?” He waited until she nodded her head before he eased into the deck chair beside her. He stood and angled the chair where he was looking at her and sat again.
“I apologize if you thought I was trying to tell you how to live your life. That was never my intention.” His gut churned.
She turned and met his gaze. Even in the darkness he could see her narrowed blue eyes leveled on him.
It made him hard.
“What was your intention then?”
“To give you the opportunity to have your freedom in college.” God, even the words made him nauseated. He visualized Haley in another guys’ arms, laughing and kissing and doing things he didn’t want to even think about.
“And that means I need to screw everything with a penis.”Jayden stood up quickly, his hands fisted at his sides. Without thinking, he snatched her up out of the chair and snarled.
“Is that what you want, Jayden?” She narrowed her gaze at him “Would it make you feel better if I fucked another guy?”
“I’ll kill the son of bitch that lays his hands on you.” He pulled her close, slamming his mouth across hers and thrusting his tongue in her mouth.
She moaned against his lips and he kissed her deeper.
God, he couldn’t get enough of her scent of her taste
He moved his mouth to her neck where he licked the sensitive spot. He felt her hands slide up inside his shirt, her warm palms pressing into the muscle of his abs. He loved her hands and how they felt on him, insistent, demanding, urging.
“Tell me what you want, Jayden,” she whispered against his ear, her breath scorching him and burning him to his very soul.
“You know what I want.” He didn’t want to waste his time on words.
He wanted her.
He wanted her naked. And he wanted to be inside her.
“Tell me. I need to hear it.” She bit his ear.
He growled and shoved his hand down the waistband of her skirt. She was already wet. For him.
His heartbeat sounded in his ears and he couldn’t hear anything but his own ragged breath.
“I want you.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Haley arched her pelvis into Jayden’s hand. She needed more than his fingers, she needed him, all of him.