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no stranger to the femme as they ran in the same circle , but always kept his distance as claire warned him to stay away — something about " keeping her friends from getting chlamydia " ( which he didn't have nor had a record of ) . and despite her angelic reputation , claire could definitely scare him into bending to her will . " enough times that you'd think i'd be tired of it , " he shrugs . " but some lines are just too good to retire . especially when they're undeniably true . "

she bites back a laugh , glancing at his mouth as he speaks , realizing it’s a dead giveaway before taking a step back and nursing her drink against her chest . anything to keep from falling into the trap laid out for her , “now how many times have you used that line ?” muses with a small smirk .

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" like what ? " he challenges softly , taking a half - step closer . his gaze sweeps over her deliberately before landing back to stare into hazel hues . " like you're the prettiest girl at this party ? "

muse: collins dilaurentis, socialite. twenty5.

"you can't keep looking at me like that ."

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open to : f / m / nb .

" you're good at hiding it , but i can tell you're in pain . "

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open to : f / m / nb .

" you don't know me . i'm not the same person anymore . "

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her expressions fall for a split second , disappointed at his quick wit and deflection . her cheeks deepen in color . " very funny , officer ... " she leans a bit to read the tag above his left pocket , " scott . " though a tiny , involuntary smile tugs at her lips . the initial humiliation giving way to a fresh surge of confidence , which is why she doesn't immediately move for the back seat . instead , she takes a small wobbly step into his space . wasn't sure what else she could do , but there had to be something else . because not only would she have something on her record , but management was going to freak out on her and there could be serious repercussions . she wasn't someone they were eager and desperate to keep around , like benny . she was dispensable . " but seriously though , " her tone shifts , trying to sound more sober and earnest , " i know you're just doing your job but do you really have to book me ? i promise this is the first and last time . i'll even ... i'll even buy you coffee and donuts . tomorrow , when i'm super sober . "

"   better   your   car   gets   towed   than   you   wind   up   in   an   early   grave   --   or   cause   somebody   else   to   be   in   one   .   "   states   the   obvious   ,   because   it's   his   job   ,   and   ultimately   ,   he's   here   to   protect   her   ...   and   others   ,   of   course   .   would   much   prefer   a   high   profile   car   chase   ,   or   an   armed   robbery   ,   something   a   little   more   exhilarating   than   playing   babysitter   for   a   beautiful   girl   that   indulged   in   a   few   too   many   fruity   cocktails   .   but   couldn't   exactly   complain   ,   not   when   she's   so   easy   on   the   eyes   .   bold   words   ,   however   ,   has   brows   skyrocketing   up   his   forehead   ,   nearly   disappearing   into   his   hairline   before   he's   playing   it   off   ,   a   soft   chuckle   emitting   .   "   yeah   ,   should   be   an   easy   number   to   remember   .   it's   nine   -   one   -   one   .   "   sports   a   boyish   grin   ,   nodding   towards   the   backseat   of   the   police   cruiser   .   "   now   ,   before   you   cause   me   to   flirt   myself   out   of   a   job   ,   get   inside   .   "

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grin widens into a full smile . " a private performance ? that's going to cost you a lot . way more than a piece of your lingerie set , " he teases back . his gaze lingered on the lavender lace , a quick shake of his head dispelling a fleeting , inappropriate thought . " and the little spoon ? " the homme scoffs lightly , a breathy laugh escaping him . " you wound me , nav . my bucket list is far more ambitious than that . " he takes a step closer , closing the comfortable distance between them . couldn't take a second longer being physically away from her after he's been gone for weeks . " but maybe i'll consider it if we get to change positions every now and then . otherwise , i'd still have to find someone i can little spoon and that would defeat the purpose . "

glances   down   to   lavender   lace   peeking   out   form   beneath   her   top   ,   lesser   protruding   in   a   teasing   pout   .   "   oh   shoot   ,   forget   it   at   home   .   you   can   put   on   a   private   performance   for   me   and   i'll   throw   it   at   you   in   the   living   room   .   "   joke   flows   off   her   tongue   smooth   as   honey   ,   the   banter   second   nature   .   had   grown   so   used   to   their   dynamic   that   she   never   thinks   of   how   it's   perceived   from   an   outsider's   eye   ,   even   with   him   in   spotlight   ,   a   million   girls   chanting   his  name   and   drawing   hearts   around   it   .   "   mhm   .   i'll   even   let   you   be   the   little   spoon   this   time   ..   i   know   it's   secretly   been   on   your   bucket   list   for   years   .   i'm   here   to   make   your   dreams   come   true   .   "

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should have heeded friends' warning about how crazy the femme would make him feel , but he was always the type to come up with his own conclusions rather than listening to what other people said . besides , he wasn't really looking for something long - term either , so at the time she seemed like the perfect person to get acquainted with . it wasn't in his plans for lust to deepen into profound affection . " who said i wasn't ? " he teased back , using the jacket's loose end to gently reel her back to him . " if i didn't know any better , i would think that's jealousy talking . but i already know you're going to say that you don't get jealous . anyways , the only booty i'm calling is yours cause she's a client . "

has   a   long   list   of   lovers   and   none   of   them   reside   beneath   her   skin   more   than   him   ,   and   she   doesn't   care   to   investigate   why   .   the   sex   is   good   ,   that's   the   excuse   she   uses   .   the   only   one   that   makes   sense   .   "   keeping   tabs   on   everything   i   say   to   you   now   ?   that's   cute   .   you   should   start   jotting   them   down   in   your   diary   .   "   feet   come   to   a   halt   ,   hues   glancing   down   to   fabric   he's   clutching   ,   and   back   up   at   him   .   gaze   runs   alongs   his   face   for   a   split   second   before   she's   brushing   him   off   .   "   yup   .   tell   your   booty   call   to   wait   next   time   and   we'll   be   peachy   keen   .   "

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eyes narrow slightly , a hint of possessiveness crossing his face before it wipes away . " right , 'just enjoying talking to him' , " he mocks gently , voice laced with skepticism that barely masks his irritation . he takes a step forward , which becomes a lurch as a group of rowdy guys pour out of the club , shoving him into her space . his hand finds her waist , bracing for balance . " not really sure why you'd think i was ignoring you , since i've actually been trying to get your attention . " his gaze rakes over her , lingering for a fraction too long before meeting her eyes again . it wasn't his fault if he was being pulled left and right all night , but truthfully , he wasn't even fully present in the conversations he was having for his attention was on the femme all night . " is that why you've been avoiding me ? "

hasn't   spoke   to   her   all   night   --   too   consumed   with   the   flock   of   girls   he'd   been   flirting   with   ,   but   once   somebody   finds   her   interesting   enough   ..   pretty   enough   ,   he   comes   running   .   it   confuses   her   ,   has   an   odd   sinking   feeling   forming   in   her   stomach   .   "   i   ..   i   never   said   i   was   looking   to   make   him   my   boyfriend   .   i   just   -   i   enjoyed   talking   to   him   ,   that's   all   .   "   shrugs   ,   swallowing   around   the   nervous   lump   in   her   throat   and   brushing   her   hair   back   over   her   shoulder   .   "   i   wouldn't   have   let   him   drive   me   home   ,   anyway   .   he   could've   gotten   the   wrong   idea   and   i   -   "   gets   frustrated   ,   letting   out   a   small   aggravated   noise   ,   "   why   are   we   talking   about   this   ?   you're   the   one   that's   been   ignoring   me   .   "

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her jaw tightens . the uncertainty that flickered on her face is now buried under a layer of practiced indifference . she lets out a scoff . " leading you on ? or did you just assume and came up with your own conclusion . cause that's on you , not me . " there's a need to walk away right now , primarily because she doesn't want to hurt him anymore . seeing him like this — vulnerable and defeated , was new to her and something she didn't want to see again . " i never said that there wasn't going to be an us anymore , " she swallows , unsure of how to alleviate the situation without revealing too much of how she felt . " what i meant was i'm not ready to be in a relationship . if that's what leading on means to you , then i'm sorry i made you feel that way . "

has   never   been   the   type   to   react   without   thinking   through   it   first   --   always   lets   his   emotions   marinate   before   speaking   ,   something   learned   from   being   raised   in   a   loving   household   .   so   ,   he   lets   her   speak   ,   gaze   boring   into   her   as   he   tries   to   piece   together   why   her   reaction   and   words   aren't   corresponding   .   "   you   just   told   me   that   you   don't   care   about   me   --   about   us   .   how   do   you   expect   me   to   react   to   that   ?   "   clearly   ,   she   isn't   the   relationship   type   whereas   that's   all   he   is   .   hookup   culture   is   not   his   forte   ,   doesn't   care   for   it   .   maybe   that's   where   they   disconnect   .   "   what's   childish   is   leading   me   on   to   think   this   is   going   somewhere   when   you   apparently   don't   want   it   to   .   "

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she meets his gaze . a cold , menacing grin slowly spreading across her lips . " so much better actually . i don't have to pretend to be satisfied , " she lies , adding fuel to the fire . " maybe i will call him right now , and he'll actually answer . " she reaches for her phone inside her bag , pulling it out and slowly unlocks it , her eyes never leaving his . " do you want me to film it for you , so you can see how he fucks me so good ? would it kill you to know that you can't make me feel that way ? " as the words hang in the air , she cups his chin between the thumb and index finger , a firm , almost possessive grip that closes the distance between them .

"yeah .. does spewing all this crap you feel better baby ?" eyebrows raise to prompt a response , "all these numbers in your phone and yet you're sat next to me in my fucking car so which is it , voss -- do i not make you feel good or do you get better head from aven ?" he adjusts himself to look at her better , elbow digging into the center console ; the tight space in the car already making it hard to fucking breathe , but he wasn't going down without a fight . "call him , let's see who's right . let him fuck you tonight and we'll see who you'll be craving in the morning ."

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wanted to tell her more . why he was in the relationship in the first place , but some skeletons need to remain in the closet to keep the people he loved out of the mess his family created . " you're not somebody i can keep as a secret forever , " trying to keep his answer without a promised deadline . he didn't want to gets her hope up for something that wasn't going to happen anytime soon . there are still things he had to do to avenge his mother's death . " i can't force you to stay , " lowers his head until theirs foreheads touch , " but every part of me hopes you'll choose to . "

she glances up into his eyes , gaze faltering down to their hands and hates the little jump her heart does . hates herself a little more . doesn't know what's real or fake , if he's just saying this to keep his bed warm for a little while longer despite having his girlfriend on the back burner . but when she was with him , she felt more like herself and maybe that's because she allows the darkest parts of her to shine through . two wrongs don't make a right , but in their case , it sure feels like it . "are we always going to keep this a secret ?"

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even after all these years and no matter how hard she convinced herself that she wasn't interested in him anymore , his description of his new female manager ignited envy within her . " tory ... no , not familiar , " she feigns nonchalance . " i just want to get you home safely . is that so bad ? " grip on her phone tightened as she brings herself to look up at him . and despite only the porch light of the event hall turned on and the faint moonlight casting upon him , she could still make out features that haunted her dreams and nightmares . it was getting harder and harder not to do what she really wanted . " you can put her number in my phone , so i can call her . " stretches her hand out to him .

isn't   interested   in   a   reunion   with   the   one   person   that   almost   cost   him   his   career   .   that   ,   and   somebody   he   used   to   trust   --   whose   company   he   once   enjoyed   a   little   more   than   he's   willing   to   let   on   .   demeanor   remains   cold   ,   stand   -   off   ish   as   his   gaze   trails   away   from   her   ,   maintaining   an   air   of   disinterest   .   “   nope   .   her   name's   tory   ,   actually   .   bombshell   blonde   ,   big   rack   .   you   got   her   number   in   your   phone   ?   “   –   ”   you know what , how   about   we   skip   all   this   and   you   tell   me   what   you   want   ,   instead   .   ”

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the femme shoves his hand away , eyes flashing with rage . " oh , i'm not pretending . and i certainly don't need a shower for that . you're not the only one who's willing to pick up my call . " and yet despite the overwhelming unknown numbers on her phone hitting her up , she had still chosen his to reply to . " there's also nothing left to talk about so delete my fucking number . i'm not here to play these games when you know damn well what you want . "

"if you feel the need to repeat yourself then clearly it's bullshit , voss ." laughs hoarsely . "shit , if that's your worst i wonder what else you got cooked up in that twisted little head of yours ." smiles without reach as fingertips lean over , yanking her seatbelt off with their faces inches apart , "when you're done pretending this is a flex , we can talk . until then , enjoy getting yourself off in the shower after you pretend aven did ."

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wish he could say that he felt the same concern as she did , even if he had more to lose if their secret was uncovered . but truth of the matter is he was tired of living his life for others , and sometimes he just wanted to be self - seeking . the homme laces his fingers with hers , gently pulling her close . " it's selfish of me to ask you to wait for me , and even more selfish that you have to keep up pretenses for me , " he murmurs , gaze locked with brown hues . " but i don't know ... i can't let you go . "

this was what she did : got involved with unattainable men hoping one day they would love her back . indulging herself in substances to feel an ounce of something other than the disappointment of who she was . "i just don't .. i don't know what we're doing anymore , dam ." their eyes meet and she's swallowing , nodding her head . contemplates the reason for her visit before ultimately deciding , "i just need to know that we're doing this for something ."

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she almost lurches forward as the car comes to a stop , head thuds against the headrest . " so it means nothing to you ? that aven is a better fuck than you'll ever be ? " she lays the bait and waits for him to bite . anticipating the storm that she had started . " you weren't even making any effort so don't flatter yourself . "

"and you're a little witch ," snaps , practically burning his tires as they come to a screeching halt . that calming storm in him rumbling to a disastrous roar , alcohol intake now making it's final call . "didn’t bruise my ego . you just confirmed you’re not worth the effort ."

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it didn't make sense for him to feel bad about what they've done this far along the way . " so do you want to stop ? " he asked , confused about where she was coming from . their relationship may have been built on secrets , lies , and sneaking behind closed doors , but he wasn't a committed man — at least not willingly and sincerely . " because i'm not going to beg you to stay , you know that . and you know this is all i can offer until i sort shit out . "

"that's not --" she laughs dryly , "that's not the point ." she felt like she couldn't recognize herself anymore . all the turmoil from her past embedded into her chest as a cold reminder that she wasn't who she used to be . maybe she never was . maybe this version of herself is the person she was all along . "because i feel like shit ," she counters , "all the time . every time i see her ."

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for a second , he got her hopes up that she'd be able to get out of the situation before it escalated . and just as quickly as it appeared , he just threw and stomped on it . " the car could have gotten towed if i had just left it , " she explained , " not that it's an excuse or anything ... " the situation couldn't get any worse . not only was she about to get booked and have to answer for her stupid mistake , but she was trying her best not to focus on the fact that the homme was too good-looking to be witnessing her in this vulnerable state . " i could call you next time . " escapes before she could think twice , clearly whatever she had was fueling her liquid courage .

purses   his   lips   together   in   faux   thought   ,   fingers   hooked   into   his   holster   as   he   pretends   to   mull   her   question   over   .   "   hm   ...   no   .   "   leans   against   the   side   of   the   cop   car   ,   arm   propped   on   the   door   ,   "   think   they   outlawed   pinky   promises   a   while   back   ,   so   unfortunately   for   you   ,   you're   shit   out   of   luck   .   maybe   next   time   ,   call   an   uber   or   ask   one   of   your   friends   for   a   ride   --   or   a   boyfriend   .   would   say   me   all   the   paperwork   ,   personally   .   "