Maclain's POV
Royce was with his guards now, thank goodness. And me? Well.....

"Ugh stoooop." I groaned.

"What?" Calvin asked smirking.

"It's too big....it hurts." I panted.

"Deal with it." he said.

"Nooooo." I said but he pulled the splinter out anyway making me wanna cry.

Ha, you guys thought we we're having sex. Didn't ya?

"Your such a baby." he laughed taking his tie off.

I grumbled kissing my finger. "There, all better." I said and he rolled his eyes smirking as he unbutton his shirt.

"So about your job?" I asked sitting on his huge bed.

"None of your business." he said taking his shirt off.

I tried looking away but instead my eyes trailed down. I bit my lip hard then looked back at his face but he caught me. He smirked walking over to me.

"Were you checking me out?" he asked.

"No, I was just looking at you. There's a difference." I said and he laughed.

"Sure." he said pushing me down on the bed. I raised a eyebrow as he smirked. "Don't play dumb." he said.

"I'm not, I'm trying to figure out what you think your doing." I said as he leaned over me.

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" he asked smirking.

"To get punched in the fucking face." I growled but he only looked amused.

"Would you really punch me?" he asked whispering in my ear making me shiver.

"Ye-Yes, damn right I would." I said and he only laughed.

"Admit it." he said.

"Admit what?" I asked.

"Your not over him." he said and I pushed him off instantly. "Maclain." he said but I was already out the door making my way down the stairs out his fucking house.

I don't need this. I don't need him and I definitely don't need you.
I reached for the door knob but Calvin's hand was on the door. I turned to face him and glared.

"What?" I snapped.

"Admit it." he said and I almost wanted to spit at him.

"I don't got shit to admit." I growled.

"Admit that you thought I was going to say admit that you want me." he said and I glared more.

He was right about that.

"Fine;" I huffed. "I'll give you that." I said.

"Now admit the other thing." he said and I grit my teeth.

"I don't....I am...I don't love him anymore, it's been years." I said.

"Doesn't mean anything." he said taking his hand off the door. "Anyway, I'd like to ask you to come with me to an event." he said and I glared.

"Bitch, fuck no." I said and he smirked.

"Guess I'll have to find another date." he said.

"The fuck you do." I said opening the door only to find clothes and I turned to glare at him but he smirked more.

"I was just going along with you, funny how you still don't know where the front door is." he said.

"Fuck you and your house. And your cars. And your face. And your eyes. And your...." each thing I said he would get closer and now he was way too close.

Almost slapped him by the closeness. But I took a deep breath instead. Damn you Mr.RichAss. Your damn gray brown eyes. That smile and smirk.

"Instead of saying fuck why don't you and I fuck?" he asked smirking.

"I'm not a toy." I spat and for a second his eyes widen but he laughed.

"Never said you were." he said.

"Your acting like it." I said and he shrugged.

"Business is business." he said and then I punched him, hard in the fucking nose before finally finding the front door.

Asshole, King of them all.

But he was right.....so why....why am I so pissed at him?

"And that's why I will stay single forever." I said nodding as Cole blinked at me.

"I never asked about your Love Life, I asked how's Life." he said.

"Love life is apart of life even though I don't have one." I said.

"Uh huh, that's nice." he said looking at his cards.

"You could at least pretend to care." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"It's not that I don't care it's just that you aren't honest with yourself. Obviously your into a guy but don't want to admit because your still hooked on...." he glanced at me. "You know who." he said and I looked away.

Fuck you all bringing him up