Jagger

"The fuck you are!" I yelled to Samantha, "Just go the fuck home, Sam."

"To hell with that!" Sam scoffed, wiping blood from her lip, "She attacked me."

"Fuck you!" Carlene growled, "She tried to defend herself."

"Yeah? Who's going to believe that?"

"My video," a voice said from behind us, "I couldn't help it. I thought it was going to be a cat fight."

Cody in nothing but his boxers came sauntering over. He was holding his phone and shivering.

"You can use it if you need to," he looked at Julia and then back at me, "Are you dating her?"

What the fuck?

"Yes," I said, "I am."

Julia didn't protest. I could feel her heartbeat still racing and I knew she wasn't feeling well now.

"Let's go home," I said as the sirens got closer, "We need to get the hell out of here anyway. Cody, send me that video."

"On it.."

"Sam, back the fuck off. If you even breathe the same air as my girl here, I will,-"

Julia placed a finger against my lips, "No...no more tonight."

Julia

We made it home thanks to Moose who happened to have a car nearby.

"Thanks," I said, not even looking at Carlene who had my back the whole time we were in the cemetery, "Goodnight."

"You two need us, just let me know,"

"We will..."

I watched Jagger watching me and then he saw the gash on my arm.

"You lied to me," he said, "You're hurt."

"It doesn't hurt," I said, "It just needs to be cleaned."

Jagger took me straight to my bathroom and cleaned me up.

"I need you," he said, "You fought for me and I have to have you."

"I know.." I don't know why I felt it, but I did.

He cleaned my wound and put a small bandage on it.

"I'm being serious."

"So am I," I sighed, "I'd be lying if I thought we would never do that. It was bound to happen."

He smirked, "So, I do turn you on?"

"You've always turned me on, Jagger. I just never wanted to make it easy on you."

"Oh..." Jagger smirked, "Playing hard to get."

I might have been.

Jagger

I leaned in and kissed her—not like I hadn't done it before, but sparks flew in my stomach like a wildfire.

What was happening to me?

A little moan slipped passed her lips and straight to my cock—who often had a mind of his own.

"I never cheated," I said, pulling away.

I had no idea why I had to defend that, but I didn't cheat. I had been abused and used and cheated on, but I never did it.

I might have been a cad, but I was a likable cad.

"I believe you.."

That's all I needed to hear.

Before I knew it, we were in the throes of passion and there was absolutely no coming back from it.