The Score (Off-Campus #3)

Me and Garrett can handle our own in a fight, but if you want some bone-crushing, we can unleash Logan on him.”

“What did he do?” Dean demands in a low voice. “And how bad of a beat-down does he deserve?

“I am doing what I want.”

My eyebrows knit together as I wait for him to clarify.

“I’m making you happy.”

“I want to be with you because it feels right.”

“We’re together,” I bite out.

She startles. “What?”

It feels like someone jammed a handful of gravel in my throat. I gulp through it. “We’re together,” I repeat.

She looks baffled. “We…why?”

“Because we are.”

I don’t know why I’m feeling so antisocial.

“Do that again,” she begs.

“Do it for me.”

“I was bossier. But that’s because you needed a lot more instruction.”

Yes.” I scrape my fingers over the dark blond stubble on his movie-star jaw. “But I don’t want to be alone. I want to be with you.”

Because I will do anything that woman asks. I’d sell my soul to the devil himself if Allie told me to do it