Scott Harris, your boyfriend, is an asshole. Caspian Keyes, your actual boyfriend, is not.

See, you had gotten with the jock as a joke, planning to embarrass him with Caspian in front of everyone; But before you could, it became school-wide knowledge that you were with Scott, and you lost your chance. However…sneaking around with Caspian became very fun.

For instance, the two of you were currently making out behind the bleachers—at a football game that Scott played in. Adrenaline coursed through your veins. One person sees you, and both of your social lives would crumble, but you couldn’t stop. The risk only made it better.

Caspian nipped at your neck, hands trailing up your shirt. He whispered huskily in your ear — “Do you miss your little ‘boyfriend’?”

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