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Veils of Rivalry
Chapter 35
And that someone is currently staring at me with a frown between his brows.
“I can’t fucking believe this,” Cole mutters, sliding his duffle bag from his shoulder and tossing it onto the bed. He turns around, his eyes sweeping over the small room and the bed.
“Trust me, I don’t want to share a room with you either,” I grumble, plopping down onto the couch across from him
He looks at me then, and we watch each other while the girls giggle in the ensuite bathroom. I wish I could read his thoughts. The air is tense, but neither of us says a word. His eyes fall down my body and then back up. He turns away just as quickly, unzipping his bag.
His shoulders tense when I rise to my feet, but he doesn’t turn around or ask me to leave. I’m so close I can smell his cologne, and it’s all I can do not to lose my sanity.
“You want me to stay away?” I whisper against the nape of his neck, lining my chest up with his broad back. He stops breathing when I reach around to tease the sliver of skin where his hoodie meets his combats. His stomach is smooth and warm, and I almost growl as I dip my fingers below the waistband. Shivers erupt over his skin, his pulse pounding. I press my lips to the curve of his neck, where his hair curls enticingly. Fuck, I’ve longed to taste him for so long.
“Are you sure that’s what you want?” I ask, sliding my hand lower, avoiding touching his dick.
“Yes,” he whispers even as he melts into me. “Stay the fuck away-”
The girls giggle in the bathroom, and he stiffens, ready to bolt. I chuckle, wrapping my hand around his dick in a possessive hold before he can make his escape.
I don’t stroke him. I hold him, feeling his cock swell in my palm.
“Has your girlfriend ever told you how perfect your dick is, brother?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“No?” I kiss his neck again, sensing his shiver, then pull his earlobe between my teeth, nibbling and sucking. “Admit that you were jealous earlier.”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” His yoice breaks when I give his dick a small tug.
“Sure, you don’t.” I pull my hand out of his pants when the bathroom door opens.
Mia enters first, with Allie close behind, having reapplied her lipstick and combed her shiny hair.
Without a glance in their direction, Cole escapes to the bathroom, brushing past his girlfriend as though she doesn’t exist. Call me selfish, but it gives me a sense of satisfaction knowing she fails to rattle him as I do.
Mia asks me something, but my attention snags on Cole’s bag, and I do a double take, pulling it closer to me on the bed.
A mask peeks through the creased clothes shoved inside.
Curious, I pick it up.
What the hell?
08:29 Sat, May 3
Chapter 35
I stare at the crack, unable to believe my eyes. It was Cole all along le was the one who chased me with the hockey stick? I broke his mask–this mask… Was it him that first time, too?
What about the fucking messages? My eyes widen.
He sent them…
The mask trembles in my hold, my heart slowing to heavy, insisting huds. I can’t think. Fuck… It was Cole.
The girls‘ annoying giggles fade into muted background noise as my mind spirals out of control.
Glancing at the closed bathroom door, I set my jaw.
I should have guessed that he likes to play games, scared to let the world in on his little secret.
Looking back down at the cracked mask, I trail my thumb over it, then shove it back inside the bag.
He wants to play pretend? Threaten me one second and jerk my dick the next?
Mia comes up behind me and slides her hand over my back. “Are you okay, baby?”
Turning around, I pull her into me. “Never better.”
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