Wristlocked: A Dark College Sports Romance (Broken Boys of Cirque Book 1) by AK Blythe

Author:AK Blythe [Blythe, AK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

25

Lyot

Shepard is in the lounge, sprawled on the same couch with the same fucking crowd of sycophants, and the wave of déjà vu is almost strong enough to penetrate the fog of helpless fury clouding my veins.

Five strides from the elevator, and I’m on him. He must have been watching for me because he’s on his feet instantly, green eyes bright with anticipation. Whatever he’s expecting, he doesn’t try to stop me when my fist crashes into his mouth. His head snaps back with a wet crack as my knuckles split on his teeth.

“Gale!”

“What the fuck?”

His posse erupts around us, Carmen rushing to his side and Viktor surging to his feet. At the corner of my vision, Ren vaults another couch, rushing to my aid. Shepard shakes off the tiny blonde and gives Viktor a warning glance.

“Was it as good for you as it was for me?” He smirks, licking the blood from his lower lip. The silver ring taunts me with its unmarred shine.

My second swing goes for his jaw, but this time, he slaps it away, lightning quick, and steps inside my reach before I can recover.

“What the fuck are you doing here, pretty boy?” he asks, voice low and mocking. “Please tell me you didn’t fuck our girl and leave her all alone simply to make a point.”

I rock back, shocked, a chasm of guilt and horror cracking my chest.

“She’s not our girl,” I hiss. She’s mine.

Is she still mine? Even in my head, I’m not sure anymore. Whatever he sees on my face, he doesn’t relent.

“Last chance, pretty boy,” he warns. “If you’re not in her bed in the next ten minutes, I’m taking her to mine.”

Fuck.

I flee.

It takes me twenty, most of it spent pacing the hallway outside her room, one eye on the elevator and my heart a hurricane in my throat. When I finally knock, I’m met with only silence, but the door is unlocked, so I let myself inside.

She’s sitting up in bed, her arms hugging her bare knees, wearing an oversized T-shirt—my shirt—with moonlight in her hair and starless eyes. I strip myself bare beneath her silent gaze and crawl up beside her.

“You came back.”

“I think I’ll always come back.” My hand is trembling as I thread my fingers into hers. She lies back, tugging me gently down to face her, her knees brushing against mine. For a long moment, we stare at each other, until the steady wash of her breath calms my frantic heart.

“Did you really fuck all those guys just to practice for me?”

“No. Yes.” I shrug the shoulder I’m not lying on. “Maybe a little. I like fucking guys.”

“More than me?”

“Not more than you. Nothing is ever more than you, Gia.”

“Is that why it hurt so much? To feel like I chose him over you?”

“You did choose him.”

“But not over you. At least, I never wanted to.”

“Yeah, well I guess we both learned we don’t always get what we want.”

“But we’re supposed to. We’re Lyot and Gia. Unstoppable.

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