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You’d be the first girl I brought back to my room.” He winked at me, before smirking once again.
    What was that supposed to mean? How could he be some sex-crazed monster but not have any girls in his room?
    It’s obvious he goes back to their place to do the deed. Of course.
    So then, what did that make me? My heart swelled at the idea of him actually wanting to bring me back to his house, at the possibility of me being the first. I stared back at him, unable to say anything, and felt so close to accepting his offer. I watched his jaw unclench and his face become soft. He took my hand again and leaned into me slowly.
    “Look, Suranne, I – I mean, I don’t . . . just think.
Damn.
” He frustratedly ran his other hand through his hair before continuing.
    “You’re not like
them
. . . you’re not even close,” he whispered.
    Oh my God. I’m not even close? Did that mean that I was worse than all those other slags he had sex with, so bad that I wasn’t even worth it? No wonder he didn’t mind taking me back to his house, he had no desire to do anything with me. Oh, God. He didn’t want to do me. My breathing became heavier and I was nearing a full-blown panic attack. Was he basically trying to say that I was unwanted?
    All of a sudden anger washed through me. How dare he even come up to me, take my hand in his, lean his face in like he was about to kiss me and then tell me I was “not even close.” I knew he was a pompous arse, but geez.
    How dare he?
    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I attempted to keep a calm and cool composure, but I was struggling greatly. I could almost see a haze cloud my vision. My muscles tightened, my mind filled with anger, my fists clenched with rage.
    And my mouth burned with spitting, venomous fury.
    And it was all because of Kane Richards.
    I was too angry and confused to notice the somewhat bewildered expression on his face.
    “What did I say?” he asked, eyes wide.
    “Don’t screw with me Kane, I may have been a bit forward the other day at lunch but Jesus, you didn’t have to go to so much trouble to insult me. Those girls that you bang are slags and you have the nerve to say that I’m not even like them but WORSE?!” Tears started to form at the corners of my eyes.

9. ACHE
Kane
     
    S he really was hot when she was angry but what the hell was she talking about?
    Before I could even correct her she was gone, stomping off toward the east without hesitation, leaving me there on the bench.
    Confused, and turned on as hell, I sat there just staring at the direction Suranne had headed. She was long gone by now, but I couldn’t move my eyes. I couldn’t move at all. My body just sat frozen while my mind furiously tried to decipher the meanings behind her outburst.
    I never said she was worse than those girls. I never would. Surely she knows that. Jesus, I go to
kiss
this girl, something she knows I don’t do, and she throws it back in my face. I go to take her hand and she rips it away from me. I, for the first time since God knows when, force myself to relax, and be honest with her and she screams at me.
    No shit, Kane, get the hint already
. Anyone else and I would have been done with them already. Since when has Kane-every-chick-begs-for-Richards had to chase anyone? I . . . well . . . I never have. So why should I start now?
    I forced myself to move and get my ass back home when it started to get dark. I was done with the God-why-do-I-like-her-so-much shit swirling my mind. I needed my black silk sheets, I needed my TV, and I needed a drink.
    Of course getting her out of my head was going to be easier said than done. God truly does hate me and will enjoy my suffering as much as possible.
    By 9 p.m. I was certain that she was just dying to bang me and was denying her insufferable need by trying to act like a total bitch around me but a complete angel to everyone else. Especially Lawrence. Yeah, that’s what it is. She wants me too much but doesn’t want