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only wanted to make sure she didn’t get pawed at, flirted with, or basically talked to by any other guy at the party. Yeah. That.
    Barely noticing the petite thing beside her with the raucous laugh, I tracked my roomie throughout the next hour and a half.
    Ave glanced at me every so often, always with the same soft open lips and surprised stare.
    At the two-hour mark, I was about ready to push slivers of broken beer bottle glass underneath my fingernails. I was sure it’d be less torturous than standing by while Ave got hit on. The number of dicks—I meant dudes —who tried to flirt their way into a dance/kiss/drink/fuck with Ave was staggering.
    It wasn’t until one particular schmuck with a death wish to go with his sleezy hey bitch, choke on my cock grin that I lost just a little bit more of my cool.
    I recognized Duncan Dickface Locke, the jock star. He was a first class cunt, and I’d had it in for him since day one. The rumors about him were a hell of a lot worse than the ones about me. While I watched him, he stripped Ave naked with his eyes. Thankfully she was oblivious. I’d have no problem breaking his jaw if he even dared say hi to her.
    “Hey, Dunc! Pool game.”
    The lucky bastard made his escape before I had to put my fist through his face.
    I downed another beer, scoping out the macking-out going on without one ounce of interest. I scowled so hard the girls gave me wide berth.
    Score for me.
    After a quick smoke break, I took up my secret security stance across the room from Ave just in time to see the one-millionth hopeful asshole try to put the moves on her. This time the guy looked harmless, dweebish. That didn’t make me feel any less like cracking skulls. I couldn’t remember ever being so fired up for absolutely no reason at all. The cute kid with the glasses was probably perfect for Ave, so I had no choice but to step in that time.
    I smoothly cut between the pair, giving Clark Cunt a clear view of my broad back.
    “Hey.” Smooth Jase, real smooth.
    Ave bit her pink bottom lip. “What are you doing here?”
    “Party hearty,” I deadpanned, draining my beer.
    “Have you been lurking for a particular reason or just to annoy?”
    I stepped that one pace closer to bring my chest into the barest contact with her breasts. Shivers slid all over my skin. Chills rose on Ave’s bare arms.
    “I think a better question is what the fuck are you wearing?”
    “Not my sweater you seem to hate.” She gave as good as she got, as always.
    “I noticed.”
    “Did you? Color me surprised. And I left it at Benny’s. I’ll be home later, Dad ,” she hissed.
    I set my empty aside. I ran my hands up her arms to cup her shoulders. I tilted her chin, and my fingertips rested against the racing pulse points of her neck.
    “Planning on being late?”
    “Are you?” She sassed back with a swish of silky hair.
    My face hardened into a sneer. “Listen, Ave. Plenty of guys want you. They’re practically lining up to get into your pants. Skin tight jeans, I mean.” I grinded my teeth together.
    Benny bounded up beside us. Had to be her. She was loud, boisterous, and verging on obnoxious. In short, she was the complete opposite of Ave.
    The five-foot-nothing woman slapped me on the back. “Jase Goddamn Everly. Wow. In the flesh at a fratter. Someone better make sure that shit gets on Instagram.”
    “You must be Benny.” I never looked away from Ave’s blue, blue eyes.
    “Oh, sweet-ass. Ave mentioned me. She’s such a BFF.” Then petite Benny hip-knocked Ave out of the way. She got up on her tiptoes and glared up at me. “You’ve had your sexy bedroom eyes all over my bestie all night, Jase. I don’t know what you’re up to, and I don’t care if you think you’re the biggest badass on the block, but I got my girl tonight. And I’m looking out for Mouse.”
    Mouse? Who, Ave? Fucking kidding me? The woman screwing with my head without even screwing me in my bed was nowhere near a mouse.
    I stepped