The Punk and the Plaything (When Rivals Play #3) - B.B. Reid Page 0,115

my cap and gown, so I took them both off and tossed them in the back. Luckily, I was still considered a graduate, even though I hadn’t crossed the stage or accepted my diploma. It would be a while before I could look Four or Ever in the eye again, but I had zero regrets.

Inside, I let Jamie pull me down an aisle until he found what he was looking for. I waited for him to pick up a box of condoms, but instead, he nodded toward the boxes of emergency contraceptives.

I suddenly had a bad taste in my mouth.

“Pick one,” he directed when I just stood there.

Slowly, I reached out, my hand falling on the box that read Plan B One-Step. As I read the back for information, Jamie stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I barely noticed him kissing my neck until his hand found my thigh before sliding under my dress.

“Jamie—”

“Shhh,” he whispered. “Did you pick one yet?”

“How can I when you’re distracting me?” I whined. His long fingers found my entrance, and I gasped when he slid one and then another inside.

“Pick one.”

I could feel his hard cock pressing into my butt, and I frantically looked around the empty pharmacy. What if someone noticed what we were up to? “Jamie,” I whimpered. “Can we please wait until we get somewhere private?”

He didn’t answer me as he slowly slid his fingers in and out of me. My eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head while the Plan B fell to the floor. Pretty soon, I was riding his hand, breathing hard and grinding my ass against his cock. Suddenly, he shoved his fingers up my cunt until the heel of his hand was pressed into my clit, providing the perfect friction. He teased me relentlessly, whispering sweet nothings in my ear until I came apart in his arms.

Jamie didn’t cover my mouth when I cried out, and he didn’t bother hiding what we were doing when the pharmacy’s manager rushed into the aisle.

“Is everything okay?” the short man with a receding hairline asked. When his gaze fell to Jamie’s hand up my dress, his entire face turned red. “I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you two to leave.”

“No problem,” Jamie said. He fixed my dress and took my hand, whistling as we left the store.

Without the Plan B.

“I know you did that on purpose,” I said once we were buckled inside his Jeep. I felt like such a fool for falling for his shit again. Why take me if he wasn’t going to go through with it?

“Look”—he sighed, shoving his hand through his hair with one hand while driving with the other—“I promise I’m not trying to knock you up, and I promise I’ll wear a condom from now on, but you didn’t want to take that pill any more than I wanted you to. Admit it.”

“That’s beside the point, and it really doesn’t matter now because I’m getting on birth control.” And sooner rather than later.

Jamie shrugged, but I didn’t believe his nonchalance for a second. “Make the appointment,” he coaxed. “I’ll even take you.”

“Like you took me to get the Plan B? What will you do next? Fuck me on the receptionist’s desk?”

A naughty grin spread his lips, and I rolled my eyes.

Jamie swooped into a burger joint, and I was salivating at the thought of having my first cheeseburger in years.

“Shouldn’t you be out with your family celebrating?” I questioned once we were shown to a booth.

He slid in next to me instead of across from me, then threw his arm along the back of the seat and caged me in. The restaurant faded away until all I could see was him.

“They said something about dinner in the city, but you’re the only person I want to be with right now.”

I tried not to melt, but he made it impossible, especially when he pinned me with that hot gaze of his. “What about your mom, brother, and sister? You haven’t seen them in a year. How long are they staying?”

“Not long,” he answered with a sigh. “My grandparents are old, and my mom insists on taking care of them herself.” His gaze fell, but I could still sense his sadness. “I think she feels guilty about my dad.”

“Why would she feel guilty?”

“Because she never once asked him to quit smoking.”

“Oh, Jamie…” I could do nothing but try to kiss the pain away. I wasn’t sure