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here?”
    I snorted with laughter. “Because I wanted to, because…” Don’t say it! “Because I can’t resist you, and you know it.” Blabbering fool .
    Tyler’s hands released their grip on me and found their way behind my neck. He cradled my head and pulled my mouth onto his tongue in one seamless motion. His fingertips pressed into my skin and then moved to my loose hair where he grabbed the roots and pulled back, forcing my tongue farther down his throat. He had just started to guide my body to the ground when we heard the screen door slam above us.

CHAPTER SEVEN
    D ixie Reed stood just outside the porch with her arms crossed. The silhouette of her robe like a long black cape wafting behind her.
    “Fuck,” Tyler whispered when he saw her.
    “Oh my God,” I said softly. “Is there any possible way she doesn’t see me?”
    “Nope.”
    “I’m so screwed,” I said with my hand over my mouth in dismay.
    Tyler laughed and held my other hand. “Relax, I’ll handle it.”
    “No, you won’t. She literally just warned me about you.”
    He blinked. “She what?” Tyler turned his face away from the house and back to me.
    “She…nothing,” I said. “Let’s just get out of here.” I began to walk up the dock toward the grass when Mrs. Reed turned and went inside. There was nothing she needed to say. She was clearly aware that her presence was enough of a shakedown. I breathed a microscopic sigh of relief, but it didn’t last long.
    Tyler latched onto my bicep with his right hand. “What do you mean she warned you about me?”
    I threw my hands up and then waved at the air between us. “This, Tyler, she cautioned me about this. About becoming a distraction for you…as if I’d been doing anything to get in your way. Maybe she was trying to do a good thing by telling me to leave you alone, you know?” I thought for a second. “Maybe she’s attempting to protect both of us,” I said, though I doubted she had my best interests in mind when she’d told me to stay away from him.
    He moved his face closer to mine. His eyes looked liked his father’s had in the bar only a few hours earlier. He was pissed. “I don’t need any protecting and neither do you. Especially from her. You’re a big girl, aren’t you?” He asked as he latched his arm around my waist.
    I nodded like a child.
    “So why is she getting involved? She and my father need to stay the hell out of my life.”
    I had no answer for him. All I could think was that the screen door was going to fly open again, and this time that ninety-pound glow-in-the-dark Q-tip would be standing there holding a pair of shearing scissors with my hair’s name on it.
    Tyler wrenched my hand away from my side and placed it on the scar above his eye. “You wanted to know how I got this,” he snapped. “Ask me again!”
    I shook my head no.
    “Ask me, Chloe.”
    I looked at the scar and then into his eyes.
    “Ask me,” he repeated.
    “Where did you get it?”
    “I got it from him.” He pointed vaguely toward the house. “He threw a frozen can of Red Bull at my head. The edge of the lid landed right here, just above my eye, and sliced open my skin an inch wide,” Tyler said. “I fumbled a snap that day.”
    I sighed.
    “You want to know about the two on my back?”
    I shook my head. “I need to go. This is crazy,” I said softly, trying to free myself from his grip. My eyes and cheeks were burning. “Please, Tyler, I don’t know what you want from me, and I don’t care. I need to go inside and figure out how I’m going to face your mother in the morning, and you need to do the same with Sadie. I’m willing to take the blame for all of this because I should have known better. Whether you do or not, I do know better. I never should’ve let myself get involved. I never should’ve put myself in a position where people could get hurt, especially me. I’m sorry about your dad, I really am, but it sounds like we both have enough of our own