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Chapter 2

Reagan

I am a man, a red blooded, adrenaline junky, panty dropping man. It’s the explanation to why I do what I do. The heartbreaks, the fights, the late night partying, it comes with the package, it’s life.

I am who the fuck I choose to be, and for the past four years I fucking ruled. There was never a second that it crossed my mind to stop and think. I am fucking Reagan Orniel, what I want, I get, and I own it. I am captain of the football team, heir to the Orniel fortune, a full platinum package. Woman love me, even grown ass men inspire to be me.

But this time I got something I didn’t want. I owned something I didn’t fucking want to own, Dainy Hallows virginity.

I woke up this morning with regret, it was the first time that shit has ever happened to me. Who knew she was a virgin. All those times when she got dumped or did the dumping, I felt sorry for the blonde thinking she was just a god awful lay, especially when my team mates kept going on about how easy she was.

Unlike her dickhead brother who never stands up for her, I always liked Dainy. Now when I think about it, I understand his reasons, he knew all those rumors were bullshit. And regardless of what most people think, Aiden is so fucking far from stupid it makes my Bs look like E’s.

At school I was dreading the public confrontation between Dainy and me, but when Lucan told me she didn’t show, fuck, I felt like shit. I never feel like shit. Then to top it all, some new girl shows up in Eco today. Normally I would’ve been already balls deep in her before practice but the girl threw me for a fucking touch down. She was breathtaking, with blue eyes, black waist length hair and legs that carried on to Mars.

She invited me for dinner at her place, I really wanted to go, and I said I will, but I found myself outside Dainy’s house, ten minutes after I left practice.
And now here I was staring at my forbidden fruit. And fuck if I don’t want another taste.

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School me page 5

“You got any of that hair wax you got from Milan, mines finished.”

Shrugging, I smirk knowing how this is gonna play out, “You gonna loan me your jeep this weekend?”

“Hell to the fuck no.”

“Suit yourself.” I make my way through the entrance hall, feigning disinterest. I’m not surprised when my brother follows me, “I lent you my jeep one time and we both know how that played out, choose something else.”

Pausing mid stride I shrug, “Maybe it’s time you got that hair cut mama’s always nagging about.”

“Maybe you should stop being a brat and give me the damn wax.”

Spinning around I stare at my six foot tall brother’s freshly shaven square jaw. His green gaze daring me to continue, but I won’t. We both know I’m going to give him the darn wax, I don’t even use it, but I want something first.

“I need to see Rae, and Jace is going to be there.”

Laughing he rubs his toned abs with the wet towel, “You mean you want me to distract Jace while you sneak into Victoria’s room.”

Shrugging I stare behind him at the double French door, “That too.”

“Fine, now can you give me the damn wax.” When I don’t move to get it, he grinds out, “please.”

My smile is instant, dimples and all, “Gladly, there’s a whole box of it in the pantry.”

His wet towel hits me in the face, as he storms pass me, “Why the fuck didn’t you just tell me that the first time.”

Smiling to myself, I throw the towel on the marble table behind me. My big brother never does anything without getting something out of it, not even for me. While I tend to bargain with smaller things or favors, most people don’t have such luck. My brother can be as stubborn as Mrs Hartly’s mole, that thing gets larger every year.

My glee is still evident on my lips as I open the front door. And just like that my reality is facing me smack in the face.

I squeak, “Reagan.”