Dirty Lover by AC Sheppard

Author:AC Sheppard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AC Sheppard

Fireworks.

Jayden stared at the sky for a moment, dazed, light-headed with the turmoil of anger and remorse that swirled within him. Go after her. Let her go. The pendulum swung back and forth, winding the tension in his chest more tightly every time.

Jesus, any more and he’d snap.

Boom. An explosion of golden lights burst over him then faded in a cascade of glitter. Beautiful. An image tore through the storm in his mind—Cait looking up at the fireworks, her blue eyes sparkling. Cait, safe in his arms. Leaning back against him, the sweet fragrance of her hair and skin surrounding him.

Not Braylee. Cait.

Fuck, why was he torturing himself when she wanted him, right here and right now? Nothing else mattered. Then move it, dumbass, and go get her.

He rushed toward the house. The crowd had thickened with partiers, many of them already half gone, and with the lights dimmed, it was hard to make out a single fucking thing. But she must be here somewhere. Maybe if he managed to find Gabby…

“Hey, man.”

He whipped around. Presto, his mouth a grim line. Worried, and for a guy who had the chill of a Zen master, that wasn’t a good sign.

“Look, this may be none of my business,” Presto said, “but I just saw Cait running upstairs and, um… she seemed upset. Really upset.”

Jayden closed his eyes for a second. “Fuck,” he cursed. “She was alone?”

“Yeah. Thought you should know.”

He nodded. “Yeah, thanks, man. I… I’ll go see if she’s all right.”

Presto nodded and slapped his shoulder. “You do that. With those LA guys sniffing around… Better safe than sorry.”

His veins instantly filled with ice. “LA? What the hell are you talking about?”

“Players. For LA. Like Luc, right? They crashed while we were down by the firepit. I think I saw that douchebag. You know the one, right?”

That could refer to half of LA’s roster. And having Cait out of his sight with those guys on the prowl kicked his pulse higher than skating down McDavid when he had the game on his stick in overtime.

He dashed toward the stairs and up to the second floor. As soon as he hit the landing, shouts rang out from the other end of the mezzanine, loud enough to overcome the music and the buzz of conversation from the main floor. Then a single word cut through every other sound.

No.

A female voice. An alarm clanged in his mind, obliterating all other thought.

He slammed a door open. Took in the scene in front of him. Girls. Drugs. Two guys he only vaguely knew. Two others he recognized only too well.

Dalton Nash sat in front of a row of coke lines with a bunny on his lap, while Brock Lee, power forward for the LA team, had his fingers wrapped around Cait’s neck. His gaze slavered over her like she was a tasty morsel he couldn’t wait to devour.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Jayden advanced on Brock, shoving him square in the chest. Brock’s hand fell away from Cait, and he stepped back.

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