Second Chance Rival

I went to push him again, but he grabbed my arms.

“I just saved your ass from your daddy finding out you lied to him, and you’re telling me to fuck off?”

I yanked my arms away. “Why didn’t you tell me it was you under the helmet?”

“Exactly when was I supposed to tell you? When the cop was chasing us? Or before the worst thank you speech I’ve ever heard? It’s three words—‘Thank you, Tristian.””

“You’re a jerk! You just sat there, and I was scared!”

“And still, you’ve yet to say thank you.”

“Why would you save me if you don’t even like me? This could have been what you wanted.”

His eyebrows pinched together. “What I wanted?

“Don’t play dumb, Tristian. You’re no good at it. You know exactly what I mean.”

“Enlighten me then.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “You want me to get in trouble, so my parents will pull me out of school.”

“That’s what you think?”

“Why else would you be bullying me?”

He shrugged, shamelessly stating, “For my own amusement.”

“You asshole!” I yelled, blown away by his admission.

“You know,”—he smiled— “hearing you cuss is doing all sorts of things to my cock, kitten. You should get angry more often.”

“You’re unbelievable!”

“And I haven’t even kissed you yet.”

“Kissed me?” I spewed, taken aback. “That wasn’t a compliment, asshole!”

“That’s not being an asshole, kitten. Now this…” He got off his bike. “This is being an asshole.”

Before the last word left his mouth, he was in my face. Leaning forward, he picked me up by my waist and threw me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing.

“Tristian!” I kicked my legs and thrashed against his hold. “Put me down!”

“Stop it! I will in a second.”

“Now!”

I blinked, and I was suddenly straddling his lap, sitting on the bike with him again. Except, this time, I was sitting on his lap. Which unintentionally caused my legs to tighten around his back, making me gasp at the compromising position he’d put us in.

“Kitten likes this, huh?”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Since you’re going to continue to bitch at me, I’m just making myself a little more comfortable.”

“By making me uncomfortable?”

“You don’t look uncomfortable to me. If anything, you look quite content on my cock.”