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here's another teaser for your reading pleasure. :)
“Dean! What are you doing over
here?” Jack’s sultry voice echoed throughout the student union, and I felt my
stomach lurch. My gaze settled upon his eyes, my annoyance clear.
“Oh, kitten. I see you’ve met my little
brother,” Jack winked before placing his hand on
Dean’s shoulder and squeezing.
“Thank God he seems nothing like
you. I might actually be able to tolerate him,” I tilted my head and smiled
sharply before taking a bite of my turkey sandwich.
“You need me to work some of that aggression
out of you?” Jack offered with a sultry smile.
“I’d rather eat dirt,” I sassed,
mouth full.
“I almost want to see that,” Jack
chuckled and one dimple appeared on his cheek.
“You would. Go torture someone
else,” I begged, eating more of my sandwich before looking away.
“But I like torturing you,” he said
with a grin and moved to sit next to me.
“Uh, no!” I shouted before
throwing my bag right where he was about to plop his perfect little ass. He
stopped short and stood back up.
“Why so angry, kitten?” he whined.
“Why so annoying, jackass?” I
mimicked his tone.
I took a bite of my pickle when
Jack’s breath in my ear stopped my chewing. “You’ll come around. You’ll see.
You can’t resist me forever.”
I wanted to spit my half chewed
food all over his arrogant face. As I struggled to swallow, he walked away smiling.
The Perfect Game, coming Fall 2012
