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His eyes widened a fraction before he scoffed. “How
does me wanting to get in your panties equal to us being
good friends?” He eyed my hand, the one stretched out
between us. “And are you really waiting for a handshake?”
Goddamn it, what was I thinking?
Heat burnt my cheeks in embarrassment. “I’m trying to
be civil here,” I said through clenched teeth. “I just think…
if we’re so good at being enemies, imagine us being on the
same side?”
It was true. I was tired of fighting with Maddox, day
after day, over and over again. It was time to call truce, to
end this war and to start over.
There was an unreadable gleam in his eyes when he
spoke. “You’ll bring Berkshire to its knees, Sweet Cheeks.”
I’m going to bring you to your knees. I kept that tidbit to
myself.
Maddox looked thoughtful for a second. He rubbed a
thumb across his square jaw before giving me a simple nod.
“Fine.”
Wait…really? I blinked, waiting for him to laugh and call
me pathetic.
He didn’t.
Maddox stared at me expectantly.
Holy shit.
I swallowed past the nervous lump in my throat, and this
time, I showed him my pinky. “We solemnly swear to not
share any animosity between us anymore and we’ll play
nice.”
If Maddox thought I was being stupid, he didn’t show it
on his face. “I solemnly swear not to be an asshole, but I’ll
still think of sixty-nine ways of how I can dick you down
every time you look at me or shake your ass my way.”
“Maddox!” I hissed, heat blooming in my cheeks at his
crude words. I was no saint, but damn it, he knew how to
make a girl blush.