the shower. He roughly rubbed another towel through his long curly hair, before running it over the rest of his body.
I hated him; I truly did, but there was no denying it; something about his physique was making my lady brain go mushy and all my lady parts tingle. I inhaled deeply as I took in the sight in front of me.
Maddox furiously wiped the ringlets of water from his muscled chest until his skin was glowing pink. I tried to look away – it was the decent thing to do, but I failed miserably. My curious eyes found his torso, and I bit my lip, mentally slapping myself but I. Could. Not. Help. It.
It was like studying an expertly, carved statue in a museum. Beautifully chiseled chest, strong arms and well-defined masculine thighs. Auguste Rodin would have begged to sculpt a man like Maddox Coulter since he was damn near close to rugged perfection.
“Even his nipples are sexy,” Riley whispered.
My heart slammed in my chest, and I bumped back into her. I had completely forgotten she was there with me, and she was also getting an eyeful of Maddox.
I watched as he wrenched his locker open and rummaged through it. The effects of the itching powder were still not gone since he was still scratching at his crotch.
I could tell the moment he read the note I left him. His back went rigid, and the muscles of his shoulders clenched tensely. Maddox turned sideways, giving me a perfect view of him as he scrunched my little note in his fist.
How does your crotch feel? – Lila
First rule of enacting a well, plotted out revenge plan: always leave a note behind, so your nemesis knows it’s you. Play dirty but don’t be a coward.
He muttered something under his breath and shook his head, before he did something unexpected. I knew he’d be furious, and he was, but then his lips twitched. Maddox rubbed his thumb over his full, smirking lips.
“Uh oh,” Riley muttered from behind me. “I’m not sure I like the look on his face.”
“Ladies, what are you doing here?” Another voice joined us, loud enough to have my heart leap in my throat, and I choked back a gasp.
Riley and I jumped away from the locker room, and we swiveled around to see a teacher giving us the look. Oh shit, busted.
“It’s late. Why are you two still on school grounds?” She demanded with her hands on her hips.
“Um, we forgot something,” I stammered, looking back toward Maddox while contemplating my escape.
Maddox’s head turned toward me at the same time, and through the partially opened door, for only a nanosecond, our gazes collided. His deep, ocean blue eyes flared in surprise, and I could swear his stare burned through me, causing a warm flush to spread through my body. Then… the moment was gone.
Riley grabbed my hand, already pulling me away. “Sorry! We’re leaving.”
We sprinted out of the school, and once we passed through the Berkshire’s main gate, Riley and I came to a halt.
“Shit. That was close,” Riley panted with her hands on her knees.
“So worth it though.”
She straightened her back, one perfect eyebrow raised. “Are you sure? Maddox is not the type who is going to let you off the hook. Revenge is a dish best served cold. He’s going to get you back, probably not tomorrow or the day after, but he will – trust me, and I don’t think it’s going to be pretty.”
“He shouldn’t have messed with me. I’m prepared for anything he’s going to throw my way,” I responded, fighting back a smile of my own.
I remembered the look in Maddox’s eyes when our gaze briefly met in the locker room. I didn’t admit it out loud, but I wanted to see what Maddox could do and how far he was going to push me. It was too tempting to mess with him, to retaliate after seeing Maddox’s reaction – he started this game, and now, I was all in.
6
Maddox
The girl on my lap grinded against me. Her tits were practically spilling out of her tight red dress, and she shoved them in my face. I gripped her ass in one hand and smoked a blunt with the other. Miss-Fake-Tits let out a moan, which sounded straight out of a porn video.
Although I’ve seen better acted porn. She was inexperienced and quite an amateur. Trying too hard, with too little self-respect.
Easy pussy, easy fuck. I didn’t have to hunt for them; they