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    It wasn’t fair, but tonight wasn’t about playing fair. He hadn’t played fair with her. His intention from
    the start had been to make her fall apart. Prove to her that despite her dislike of him he could make her
    come. And he had.
    The bastard. The sexy, gorgeous, no good, interesting rat bastard.
    She stopped at the double doors and slipped her shoes on, wincing when she felt the painful pinch.
    But she wasn’t about to cross the parking lot in her bare feet.
    Idly she wondered if he would seek someone else out tonight. It bothered her, made her the tiniest bit
    jealous at the thought of him taking his sexual frustration on someone else. A stranger. Knowing he thought
    of her the entire time he pounded inside someone else.
    A little smile curved her lips as she exited the building and headed toward her car. She was sick,
    twisted, to feel this way. But she’d never considered herself normal, and her reaction tonight only proved it.
    She had a feeling they’d have a run in again soon.
    And she looked forward to it.
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    Chapter Three
    Trevor waited five minutes before he exited the room, not wanting to catch a glimpse of the woman
    who had irritated the ever-loving shit out of him. He sat on the couch, his body tense, his hard-on still there
    damn it, and all he could think about was her.
    That saucy mouth of hers, the things she’d said. The defiant look on her face while he had his hands
    on her body, inside her body, the offhanded way she claimed her orgasm hadn’t been that great.
    Fuck, she was crazy. Unbelievable. And so was he for even thinking he had a chance with her.
    But he wanted to take that chance. Was willing to go for it, again and again, do whatever it took to
    convince her that she should give him a fair shake.
    Why, he wasn’t sure. He only knew that she intrigued him, more than any other woman he’d ever
    met. After being shut down by her, he still wanted to hang around. He never wanted to hang around.
    That alone made him realize he had it bad for her.
    He shut the door and wandered down the hall, caught sight of the various women looking at him as he
    walked past. Scarlett was right. He could have his pick, and yet he didn’t want any of them. He wanted
    only her.
    Scarlett.
    Fuck.
    “Hey. You’re still here.”
    Trevor turned at the sound of the familiar voice to find Drake standing in front of him, his hands in
    the front pockets of his dark jeans, his expression one of open pleasure. Quite the opposite of Scarlett’s
    pissed off scowl. “Yeah, you found me. I’m definitely still here.”
    “I thought you left with Scarlett.”
    Trevor snorted. “Fuck that.”
    “I thought that was your plan.” Drake smiled at his own joke.
    Trevor smiled too. “She ditched me. She was kind of…mad. I think she hates me.” The
    understatement of the year.
    “Really?” Drake raised his brows. “I think she’s nice.”
    “Of course you do. Everyone does. And she is nice to everyone. Everyone but me.” Trevor shook his
    head. “Besides, she’s definitely going to be nice to you because she wants to get in your pants.”
    “She does?” Drake appeared honestly surprised. His mouth fell open a little.
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    “Hell yeah she does. She’s been chasing you for months.”
    “Huh. I noticed she’d been hanging around, but I didn’t think anything of it.” Drake paused, studied
    him carefully. “I’m interested in someone else.”
    “Oh yeah? Well don’t tell her that. She’ll probably scratch your eyes out.” Damn, he hated how bitter
    he sounded, but she’d stomped all over his self-confidence tonight and left it in tatters.
    He hated this feeling, hadn’t felt this way in a long time. Back in school he’d been such a nerd that it
    hadn’t taken much to make him feel like shit. His self-confidence had been in the toilet, no one had paid
    any attention to him.
    Until he got on that stage his sophomore