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miserably. My curious eyes found his torso, and I bit my lip,
mentally slapping myself but I. Could. Not. Help. It.
It was like studying an expertly, carved statue in a
museum. Beautifully chiseled chest, strong arms and welldefined
masculine thighs. Auguste Rodin would have
begged to sculpt a man like Maddox Coulter since he was
damn near close to rugged perfection.
“Even his nipples are sexy,” Riley whispered.
My heart slammed in my chest, and I bumped back into
her. I had completely forgotten she was there with me, and
she was also getting an eyeful of Maddox.
I watched as he wrenched his locker open and
rummaged through it. The effects of the itching powder
were still not gone since he was still scratching at his
crotch.
I could tell the moment he read the note I left him. His
back went rigid, and the muscles of his shoulders clenched
tensely. Maddox turned sideways, giving me a perfect view
of him as he scrunched my little note in his fist.
How does your crotch feel? – Lila
First rule of enacting a well, plotted out revenge plan:
always leave a note behind, so your nemesis knows it’s you.
Play dirty but don’t be a coward.
He muttered something under his breath and shook his
head, before he did something unexpected. I knew he’d be
furious, and he was, but then his lips twitched. Maddox
rubbed his thumb over his full, smirking lips.
“Uh oh,” Riley muttered from behind me. “I’m not sure I
like the look on his face.”
“Ladies, what are you doing here?” Another voice joined
us, loud enough to have my heart leap in my throat, and I
choked back a gasp.
Riley and I jumped away from the locker room, and we
swiveled around to see a teacher giving us the look. Oh
shit, busted.