The Trouble with You (Rixon Raiders 1)

“I want.” I threw my arms around him. “I really want.”

“Thank fuck because I kind of already made a verbal commitment.”

I swatted his chest, hardly able to believe it. I’d known Cameron was looking at colleges again since his mom’s surgery went well. But deep down, I’d expected him to follow Jason to Penn, and although I hated the idea, I would have never stood in his way.

“Jason—” I started but he cut me off.

“Is important to me, but this was my decision to make, not his.”

And although he was almost six years too late, he’d finally chosen me.

Cameron

“What’s up with you?” I asked Jase as we looked out over the club. Hailee and Flick were dancing below in the middle of the crowded dance floor. She’d wanted me to go with them, but I wanted her to enjoy some time with her best friend, and I wanted to talk to mine.

“You’ve had a stick up your ass all night. Is it her?”

“Her?” He eyed me coolly, taking a long pull on his beer. I had thought we might have a problem getting into the club, but it turned out Asher’s cousins knew everyone and we’d all walked right in. It was pretty cool, even if I would have rather been back at the penthouse with Hailee. Alone and naked and buried so deep inside her I didn’t know where she began and I ended.

“You know who I’m talking about.” My gaze slid back to the girls as they laughed and danced, oblivious to all the guys staring at them with hunger in their eyes.

“You’re okay with that?” Jase flipped the tables on me. “With her down there while they watch? If she was mine—”

“Are you okay with it?” I countered, and he knew full well I didn’t mean his step-sister.

“What the fuck are you getting at?”

“You watch her, you know.” I fought a smirk. “When you think no one is looking, you watch her.”

He let out a strangled laugh. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. The only girl I’ve got my sights set on tonight is Vaughn.”

“Really, man? She’s Asher’s cousin.”

“Didn’t stop you, did it?” He blew out a long breath and turned to lean against the balcony rail, giving the dance floor—and the girls—his back.

“I’m not doing this with you.”

“Doing what? I’m not doing anything.” His hard gaze flicked over me to Asher and his cousins. He looked hungry. Vicious. He looked like the Jase I knew before shit hit the fan.

I slammed my hand into his stomach as he stepped forward. “Don’t do this. You don’t need to prove anything. All you’re going to do is hurt her—”

“Hurt who?”

With a disapproving shake of my head, I let him go. Jase lived

for his games but one day they would come around and bite him on the ass. And for as much as I didn’t want Felicity to get tangled up with him, maybe she was the girl to finally put him in his place.

“What’s his deal?” Asher joined me, running his eyes over the crowd below.

“Who, Jase? Just his usual bullshit.”

“He likes her, you know,” he said as if it was nothing. “He won’t ever admit it, but he does. She gets under his skin.”

I side-eyed him but he was too busy watching the dance floor... the girls.

Felicity.

He was watching Felicity.