DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

“Are you asking me to meet you after school? A date?” A
shocked gasp spilled from his lips, but it was fake. I could
easily sense the mocking smile in his words.
“No,” I growled. “Come to my locker. I’ll return your
jacket to you, and we both can go on our merry ways,
separately.”
He didn’t have a chance to refute me since we were
already standing at the storage room.
A note glared back at us, and I rubbed a hand over my
face. “Great,” I muttered under my breath. “The light isn’t
working.”
I snuck a glance at Maddox, and he looked a bit…
apprehensive. Hmm. “Can you keep the door open for me
while I get the TV?” I asked.
Maddox shrugged.
The door was heavy as we pushed it open, and I walked
inside. It was dark, but the lights from the hallway
illuminated the inside enough for me to spot where all the
TVs were kept against the back corner of the room. Aha,
there it was.
Each TV was sitting on its own small four wheeled shelf,
and all I had to do was roll one out. Easy peasy. Not.
When I tried to pull, it didn’t budge, not even an inch.
Goddamn it.
I took a peek behind the TV and saw that there was no
way I could roll it out of this storage room. All the cords
were tangled up together.
“Maddox, can you help me with the cord? It’s stuck, and
it’s dark in here. I can barely see anything.”
“Just pull it,” he rumbled, impatiently.
“If I could, I would,” I hissed. “It’s stuck. Help me.”
He was silent for a moment before uttering, “Ask nicely.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Say please.
“Please,” I said through clench teeth.
He tsked. “Say the full sentence.”