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AIDENShe took a deep breath and fisted my shirt tighter. “Then don’t be gentle,” she breathed. “Gentle won’t wash him away.”My fingers curled around the back of her neck. “Are you sayin’ what I think you’re sayin’?”Her lips parted, but she nodded her head. “Replace him with you. Right now.”She had no fucking idea—I’ll replace him, all right. I’ll replace every damn inch of him in her head, and I’ll get so under her skin she’ll forget he ever put bruises there.I brought her face close to mine, my cock already throbbing, and hovered my mouth above hers. “Darlin’, by the time I’m done with you, I swear to fuckin’ God there’ll be no other guy under your skin but me.”“I’m counting on it.”I crushed my lips to hers. She responded in kind, letting go of my shirt to circle her hands around the back of my neck. She was so fucking soft beneath me. Every touch of hers was like the kiss of a feather, and every single one was more fucking addictive than the last.She leaned towards the sofa,
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“Els.”“Fuck!” she snapped. “There! Fuck. Fucky fuckity fuckadoodle fuck.”“That’s a whole lotta fucks for such a little girl.” I grinned.“Yeah, well now I have none left to give until I get my nachos.”“You know,” I backed up, laughing, “we could meet everyone for dinner downstairs. The reservation is in five minutes.”Elena glanced towards the door, then backed at me. “I don’t. I mean.”“You say you’re afraid and I’m going to have to fuck you again.” I grabbed her hands and pulled her up. “Remind me who’s under your skin?”“You,” she murmured. “But he . . . nags at me.”“Then I’ll nag him right the fuck out.” I kissed her forehead. “Fear nothing. Isn’t that what I’ve heard you whispering to yourself a thousand times?”“You heard that?” She looked up at me, eyes wide.“I heard everything you never thought you said,” I replied, brushing her hair from her face. “And I listened to every word. So, dinner downstairs?”She studied me for a moment, her eyes narrowing with confusion. She sc
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ELENAHe was . . . warm. He was warm and soft and solid all at the same time.His chiseled stomach was against my back, his pecs teasing my shoulder blades, and my back was fully curled into him. Or against him, whatever it was. One of his arms was resting beneath my neck and bent so his hand was shaped around my waist. His other arm was draped over me and reaching up to where our fingers were linked.Holy crap, this was how those cheesy-ass couples wake up in romance novels.Wait—why am I awake?Beep. Beep. Beep. Beepbeepbeepbeep.“Holy fucking shit,” Aiden groaned sleepily. Huskily. Sexily.“Concert-day alarm,” I muttered, untangling my fingers from his and reaching for my phone on the nightstand. I swiped the screen and the beeping stopped, then I froze. “Oh my God! Concert-day alarm!” I squealed, rolling over to face him.“Whaaat?”“Concert day!” I shook his shoulders until his startling bright eyes opened and looked up at me. “I love concert day!”Aiden’s lips curled up slowly. “
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“Always a pleasure, Aiden,” Tits crooned, sitting a couple seats up from Chloe and crossing her legs. She ran her hand through her hair, and when he looked at her, my eyes narrowed.Chloe reacheed over, grasped my chin, and forced me to look forward. “You hurt him. He’s tryin’ to do it back because he’s a moron. Act like you don’t care and he’ll give it up.”I swallowed hard. “I don’t care.”“Then tell that to my daughter. She might believe you, doll.”Electric. Crazy. Insane.Three words to describe the pandemonium in the arena right now. Screaming girls, laughing, singing Dirty J., amazed backstage people.Chloe and I were standing in the wings, feet away from the guys, and I was almost certain my ears were ringing from the screams echoing from the seats. Because, holy hell, Aiden was right when he said I’d only seen one show. These girls screamed crazy loud.But I still got it. The excitement of the last concert. The craziness. The goddamn deafening shrieks. The everlasting adrenal
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AIDENI wished I knew what the fuck it was about her. I wished I knew for a single damn second what it was about Elena Gilbert that fucked me up in the best kind of way. I wished I knew how the hell she can look into my eyes and make me different. How she makes me stronger, gentler, more understanding.I wished I knew how the fuck she can touch me with her soft hands and crack into the hard exterior my life requires. She didn’t only crack it—she slipped her painted nails between the broken edges until her fingertips were gripping them, and then she ripped them apart, exposing the guy inside. Exposing the guy that was as fuckin’ real as it came.She exposed the protector, the lover, the dreamer.She exposed the guy hidden from all the other girls.I wished I knew how the hell she made a dream come to life when I didn’t even know it existed. How she took my notion of a dream and twisted it until I looked back and realized it was never entirely fulfilled.“Why’d you do it?”“Do what?” I
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I froze and looked at her. “Is it? Shit!”“Dollar!” Milka screeched. “Bad word! Dollar for pig!”Elena grinned when I placed Milka down and riffled in my pocket for my wallet. Shittin’ hell. I flipped it open and pulled out a dollar bill. Milka stared at me expectantly, her chubby hand held out in front of her.“I give you this, you go sleep, okay?”Milka narrowed her dark eyes. “You bad.”“Yes. But so are you. So take this, go to sleep, and we’re even. And . . .” I bent down, leaned in, and whispered, “I’ll get you a blueberry muffin for breakfast tomorrow before Mama wakes up, all right?”“Aiden!” Elena scolded.“Okay,” Milka sighed dramatically. “My dollar, tankoo.”I smacked the green bill into her hand then lifted her. Elena threw Bunna and Dolly across the room to me. I caught them expertly with one hand, one after the other, and passed them to Milka, who snuggled into my chest with them.“Muffin promise?” I heard Milka ask sleepily.“I promise. You know I don’t break those craz
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ELENAI knew they meant well, but my God, I’d love to, you know, at least pee without being shadowed to the bathroom. Never mind the three brawny bodyguards in the next room. They should just hook me up to a mic, then they can all hear my damn business.It was all for my own protection, but unless my ex-fiancé has turned into Spider-Man and can scale up nine floors and ninja jump his way into the room through the window, I think I was probably safe enough.“Are you seriously standing outside the door?”“Just in case.”“Aiden! I can’t pee with you listening!”“I’m not listenin’, darlin’. I’m standin’ guard.”“You know, this is getting a little silly now.” I grunted and forced myself to pee. “Like, for real. And you were totally listening because you answered me!”I flushed, washed my hands, and unlocked the door.He towered over me by a few inches and outward by several more, but that didn’t stop me from narrowing my eyes in a challenging move. It had been days since I got the email, a
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I liked Southerners. They were way politer than LAs.“Thank you. Where are we going?”Chloe grinned and leaned forward between the seats. “To the tattoo parlor down the street.”I stopped. “Wait. What?”Her grin just widened, and Luca pulled away.Aw, hell.I couldn’t believe I did it.“I can’t believe you did it!” Chloe gasped over her wineglass. “I thought you’d tell me to fuck off and watch me do mine.”“It really hurt!” I rolled my shoulder. “Ouch. Still does.”Chloe stared at her wrist where Milka’s name was covered by a dressing. “Yeah. This kinda stings, too.”“What kinda stings?” Conor asked, walking across the bar.“Oh shit!”“Didn’t you tell him?” I shrieked quietly. Kind of.“Tell me what?”“Nothin’, hon. Nothin’.” Chloe shoved her wrist under the table.“Are you kidding? He’s going to find out. Man up, chicken!” I pointed my—much-loved—wineglass at her.“I, er, I got a tattoo.”“You did what?” Conor asked slowly, staring at her with disbelief radiating from his eyes.“I go
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I was kind of annoyed at his short response, but I was equally amused at his smugness about it. And his amusement—damn, I wanted to laugh while I slap it off his handsome face.For the first time, it stroke me that this fake relationship could be rather dangerous.I stayed quiet as we drove down the country road that’ll take us to Percival Town, a couple of miles up the coast. I had been before—it was the stereotypical little beach town, more so than Santa Monica, even—but it wasn’t my favorite place. For one, the size of the town and its population made Santa Monica looked like a minuscule village unworthy of a supermarket or school of its own, and almost everyone who lived there acted like they were from a city, when they were not.We also had a high school football rivalry, so that could play in, especially since I was head cheerleader and may or may not have gotten into a catfight with Percival’s head cheerleader in senior year.Who also happened to be Titus’s girlfriend at the tim
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IVANA“You’re going out with Titus James? Like on a date? Or out out? Or just as friends?” Sussy’s eyes bugged out of her head. “And you didn’t invite me?”I paused from applying my mascara and looked at her incredulous expression in the mirror. “Come right on into my room, Sus. It was okay. I only might have been naked, or you know, masturbating or something.”“That’s gross.”“So is your obsession with Dirty J.” I gave her a sarcastic smile and went back to my makeup. “But no, it is not a date.”“Uh-huh . . .” she trailed off, and when I screwed my mascara brush back into the tube, she shoved her phone at me. “Then why does Twitter say you’re his girlfriend?”I shrugged and brushed my bangs out. “I saw this meme on Facebook that said Abraham Lincoln once said you shouldn’t believe everything you read on the Internet.”My sister looked at me like I was dumb. “The Internet was invented after Lincoln died.”“Precisely. It’s called sarcasm.” I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone from the
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“You really want me to say it again?”She rubbed her hand down her face. “Are you insane? She hates you!”I smirked.“Titus . . .” She rolled her eyes. “Okay, obviously not that much, but a fake relationship? Do you even know what you’ve gotten yourself into?”“Yep,” Aiden replied for me. “Because unlike the rest of us, he’s the only one who’s had a successful relationship.”“As evidenced by the fact I am currently single,” I drawled sarcastically at my big brother. “Get a load of that success!”“Don’t be a little prick.”“Every big prick needs a little one.”“Dollars!” Milka shrieked, stomping across the room with her hand out and her chubby fingers clenching in a “gimme” motion. Dutifully, we both dug dollar bills out of our pockets and handed them over. “Tankoo.” She narrowed her bright blue eyes, then pointed at the space between us. “No fight! Bad Uncy Aid and Uncy Titus!”Chloe smiled behind her glass of juice.“She’s real bossy, you know that, right?” I looked at Chloe. “She’s
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TITUSHoly. Shit.I was never, ever fucking putting this chick on the back of my bike ever again.If her arms around me wasn’t bad enough, it was her tits pressed solidly against my back and the fact I knew her pussy was rubbing my ass. Fuck. And in the tiny shorts she was wearing right now? It was a mega mindfuck.In fact, it was a fuck, fuck, fuck, kinda situation.As in why the fuck did I kiss her this morning? Why the hell did I bring her close just to shut her ex up? I shouldn’t give a shit. I should’ve taken the damn coffees, paid, and gotten the hell outta Dodge. But no. I had to plant some fucking seeds in Dodge, didn’t I? And then I had to water them by telling that douchebag that I’m her boyfriend.I had the funniest feeling that wasn’t gonna go down well.In fact, I was almost certain it was gonna go down like a shit ton of loose bricks in an earthquake.Still, though—I could feel her arms wrapped around me tightly, holding her body flush against mine, and it was different
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“I always wondered what it’d be like to fuck you. Now I know.”“Isn’t this a conversation for your right hand?”“No, but it could be for yours.”“Only if that hand is around your neck.” I snatched said hand out of his and placed it on my hip. “What do you want? Why are you here?”“Come with me,” he said, his shoulders rising and falling. “Please?”“A James boy saying please? Did I die and go to hell? ’Cause y’all sure ain’t goin’ to heaven.”His lips twitched. “Vanny.”I took two steps away from him.“Ivana,” he corrected himself. “Come on. Just for ten minutes.”“Take me home,” I demanded, turning back to him. “Let me get changed, and then I’ll consider it.”He took a deep breath, his eyes intent on me as he obviously considered it. “Fine.” He grabbed my hand once more and tugged me between two buildings and onto Main Street.I shielded my eyes from the sunlight before sliding my sunglasses down as we stepped from the shadows created by the alleyway, almost falling after him. He led
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“A frying pan to the face? Sure. Be my guest.”“Coffee, Ivana. I’d like to keep my job.”“Nah, it’s okay. I’ve gotta face him sometime.”“Ken!” She yelled into the kitchen at the chef. “Keep the fryin’ pans away from Jessie here!”“Yes, ma’am,” he called back, laughing.I might have a temper.“Y’all are like pins and needles in my ass,” I mumbled, finishing my coffee and putting the mug into the empty dishwasher. Adrina’s laugh rung through the café as she danced her way to the front door with the key dangling from her pointer finger.Chelsea was the first person through the door, and I blinked harshly. “Don’t look at me like that,” she hissed, stalking toward me. “You didn’t come home last night, did you?”“Say it a bit louder, Chels. I’m not sure my mom heard you.”She rolled her eyes and, glancing at the people behind her, ordered. “Latte, please, to go.” One more glance as I grabbed the takeout cup and she continued, “Why didn’t you text me? You should have texted me!”“Dude, seri
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IVANAIt shouldn’t bother me.But, really, he must have a serious lack of class to just disappear while I slept.What kind of son of a bitch is Titus James? He’s sure as hell a disrespectful little shit, his sexual promises be damned. The fact he delivered on them can be damned, too.He’s real lucky I’m the kind of girl who sticks to her word. When I said no stories, no second times, no whatever it was I said while under the influence of cosmos, I meant it.As long as we never have to see each other again. That’d be fabulous. So basically, Santa Monica needed to expand by another few thousand people. Several thousand would be great. Like, twenty thousand.The chances of this happening are, I know, slim. But a girl can dream. A girl’s gotta dream if she wants to stay sane.A last-minute tour for Dirty J. would be epic. An impromptu concert on Mars would be even more epic.Jesus, what the heck was I thinking? Sleeping with Titus James? Did I have a temporary lapse in sanity last night?
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Blondie’s smile dropped. “Yeah. Why? She your assistant or somethin’?”I smirked. “No, but I’m hirin’.”“Well, how about this.” She stepped forward and ran her finger down my arm. “I give you my number, and when you’re ready to interview, you can call me.”“Or how about you come back here this time next week and if I’m standing right here, you’ll know you got the job.” My lips tugged up even more.Agreeing to call a girl.Fuck. That.That was an amateur move.“Well played,” she whispered in my ear before stalking past me, making sure her tits brush my arm. Her hard, fake tits.I prefer real.The bathroom door opened and I looked up straight into the eyes of . . . my little sister. Leah took a deep breath and held her hand up at me, touching two fingers to her temples. Her ponytail swung as she shook her head. “Aw, hell no. I am not going to think about the fact that I just helped one of my best friends out of Spanx so she can fuck my brother.”She opened her eyes, and I scratched the
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TITUSIvana Lawson reached back and grasped my forearm firmly, shoving my arm away from her like I was fire and she was gasoline. “I mind you touching me,” she replied. “What’s takin’ so long?” she yelled to the bartender.“Chill out, Ivana,” I murmured, moving closer to her and meeting the bartender’s eyes. “Can you hurry with that, babe?”She nodded and within two seconds, a cocktail glass full of perfectly red-pink liquid was placed in front of us.“That’s—”“And a bottle of Budweiser, thanks,” I demanded before she said the price. “Put it on my tab.”“I can pay for my own drink,” Ivana argued, her eyes sparking with defiance.“Sure you can, but that don’t mean you’re gonna.”“It means I will.” She riffled in her purse and slammed a ten into my chest. “Thank you, Titus, but no thank you.”I took the crisp bill from her hand and crumpled it up, crooking my finger in the collar of her dress. She gaped at me in disbelief as I pulled the fabric from her body and dropped the balled-up n
