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Jayden. Like that was any big surprise. But when he detached himself from her grip and came jogging toward us, my mouth dropped open and Stace turned to me, wide-eyed, like, “What could he want now?”
    He stopped when he got to us, and I tried to look like I didn’t care. But my cheeks were burning. Jayden glanced at Stace and Mark before turning toward me.
    “Molly? Can we talk?”
    I was proud of myself for looking at him without flinching.
    “What? You have another bet with Mike Jensen?” I snapped.
    He took my hand in his, tight enough that I couldn’t pull away, and when he started pulling me toward the bleachers, I looked back at Stace, hoping she would make Mark wait so I wouldn’t get stuck without a ride.
    “Scream if you need us!” Stace called out.
    I smiled, knowing she would make Mark wait, at least until she knew I was okay. She wasn’t about to just leave me alone with a guy from the baseball team, even if it was Jayden Stone. Most, if not all of them, had reputations.
    Jayden didn’t let go of my hand, and I couldn’t help noticing that his hand was warm and strong. It made me think of how it felt when he had touched my cheek … my waist … the back of my neck. It made squirm just thinking about it, which wasn’t good since I was trying to act like I was over his kiss. Both kisses.
    The problem was that I totally wasn’t over anything. I wasn’t over Jayden’s kisses. I wasn’t over Jayden. And right now, I just wanted this year to be done so I could go down to the my dad’s for the summer and forget all about Jayden Stone, the stupid bet, and his kisses!
    When I looked back, Stace and Mark were still staring. So was Mike Jensen … like he was all bent about Jayden talking to a nobody. What a freaking psycho! Suddenly I wanted to ask why Jayden was friends with someone like that. Then I remembered that Jayden had been in on Mike’s stupid bet, which made Jayden just as much of a jerk as Mike. Well, a jerk whose kiss made my legs weak.
    I reminded myself that Jayden and Mike’s dads had started a construction company together, so the two of them were almost required to be buddies. Still. That didn’t mean I was going to forgive Jayden.
    Jayden pulled me all the way behind the bleachers until we were alone. When he turned around and stared down at me, I lifted my chin, wanting to seem over it, but it was kind of hard when he was giving me his wry half-smile, his blue eyes shining. His wavy chocolate-brown hair was damp from the showers, and he smelled so good. I shook my head.
    What was wrong with me? This guy had embarrassed me in front of half the freaking school! My cheeks flushed at the thought of Mike Jensen leering at me.
    “It’s cute when you blush,” he said, leaning toward me.
    I swallowed. Part of my brain was screaming that Jayden was a huge jerk. The other part was screaming how hot he was. Then I almost laughed as I thought about Stace calling him hawt .
    “What do you want?” I demanded, wincing when my voice squeaked.
    That had totally sounded braver in my head.
    “Why did you think I asked you to the dance?” Jayden asked, his eyes turning serious.
    I looked down and felt my eyes stinging. Really? Did he have to dig the knife in even deeper? Hadn’t he gotten a big enough laugh out of me? Suddenly my anger took over.
    “Oh, I don’t know — because you wanted to embarrass some pathetic little girl who never goes to dances?”
    His hand came up under my chin, forcing me to look up at him until I jerked away. He raised an eyebrow and gave me this look like, “Is that what you really think?” But what else was I supposed to think about their stupid, nasty bet? That it wasn’t mean? I backed up a step, and Jayden sighed.
    “Molly, you’re a nice girl …”
    Right . Nice and pathetic. A car horn beeped twice, and I jumped, afraid that Mark and Stace were going to take off. Turning back toward the parking lot, I started walking. When Jayden caught my arm