Chapter 36
Cole’s POV
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By the time we unpack, Mia and Allie are already out shopping with Mom, and wanker–face Gavin is trying to tell his son that there’s no chance we can get a larger lodge since Mom asked Allie when she called up in the early hours to join us, and now we have to figure out how the four of us will fit in one bed.
Call it pride, but I refuse to be on the sofa with a girlfriend who sleeps like an octopus.
So we’re stuck sharing a room
nightmare.
a bed. Being so close to Blaise for a solid week was going to be bad enough, this is just a fucking
My phone buzzes in my pocket. It’s the group chat with my friends. They’re all planning a party this weekend and asked if I can slip
away.
I snort and sit on the edge of the bed, typing back a reply that we’re over a thousand miles from California, but to have extra drinks
for me.
Samson sends a thumbs up, Keith sends a sad face, and Jackson stays silent.
He’s been quiet since the tryouts. I think he already knows Blaise is taking his spot on the team and he’s fucking fuming about it. I would be too. He worked his ass off to get to his position until he decided that partying and showing up late were more important, but still. No one wants to be kicked from the team at such an important time in our lives.
I open social media, seeing Allie has tagged me in a post. I don’t bother looking at the fake crap. Instead, I click on Mia’s page, my right eye twitching at the most recent post from an hour ago of her and Blaise standing in front of the lodge, him kissing her cheek while she beams a high–voltage smile.
My reaction is vicious, like a fist is shoving itself through my chest cavity. Something like jealousy whips around me, and I click off social media and toss my phone on the bed behind me.
Lying back, I rub my hands down my face, exasperated by this entire ordeal. “Fuck this,” I mumble. “Fucking fuck this.”
“Talking to yourself?”
At the sound of his voice, my hands drop from my face. Blaise walks into the room with a subtle smirk, pulling his shirt off and tossing it on the floor. Gaze locked on his back, I watch him. Or more so, I watch the way his muscles pull taut with his movements as he snatches a towel from his bag and heads to the bathroom.
Clearing my throat quietly, my mouth fills with saliva as he kicks off his sweats. His body is still bruised, and I wa myself for hurting him, but I also want to mark him some more.
o high five
It’s like my claim is all over him, even though he doesn’t know it’s me he belongs to. I don’t think I’ll ever reveal myself to him. I like being able to do whatever the fuck I want to him without worrying about the repercussions of fucking with my stepbrother.
With the mask on, I can be whoever I want.
I don’t fill my lungs with air until the bathroom door shuts. Before I can second guess my next move, I rush to my bag, fish out my second phone and type out a message.
Me: Did you know there are cameras in every classroom at the school? With a click of my fingers, I can have it all sent to your brother to use against you.
The response is fast. The fucker must be sitting in there on his phone instead of turning on the damn shower.
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Blaise: What do you want this time?
I smirk and type a reply.
Me: Surprise me.
My forefinger taps the side of the phone, and when the shower turns on, I sigh and toss the phone down beside my other one. Allie will be back soon, and I need to sit her down and have a serious talk with her.
When my phone lights up, my heart nearly explodes. Blaise has sent his secret stalker a picture, and instead of feeling like I’m winning, I feel something ugly crawling under my skin.
That bastard was right there in the shower with me
–
he watched me He fucking grabbed my wrist and made me fuck my own hand.
Blaise had his fingers around my cock not even an hour ago.
I know this ‘feeling. It’s what I should feel whenever my girlfriend cheats on me. When she fucks off and flirts with people right in front of my face, then lies and calls me a psycho.”
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