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Four.

Lia’s POV;

There was a knock at my door and I seriously thought it was Justin until the person knocked again but much softer. I got up from my bed and walked over to open the door. I saw Jamie all dressed and smiling at me. “Hey, don’t you look fancy.”

“Come on, we’re going to a Frat party.”

“I’m not in the mood.”

“No, no, no, no. I will not allow you to sit up in your room, in the dark, moping all night because you got in a fight with your stubborn fiancée.”

I held up my left hand, “No more fiancée, just me, myself, and I.”

Jamie frowned, “You know, that’s kind of even more of a reason for you to get out of this room.”

I sighed and looked down at the sweats I was wearing. “Fine, give me ten minutes.”

~

Jamie and I walked into the Frat house and the party was live and jumping. I looked over at the wall and sure enough, in the same spot Justin and I used to always be was Justin and Nicolette. I brushed off the emptiness that was swirling around me as a line of football players and frat boys surrounded me. I couldn’t help but laugh, “Hey boys.”

“I don’t know about boy, but I can show you a man tonight.” Dane said, linebacker. 

“Shut up Dane, I’ll let her think I’m a boy until tonight.” Carson winked at me; he’s the one hosting this party.

I smiled, “Too bad neither of you will get me.” I said, walking away from Carson, Dane, and the rest of the no named boys. I walked over to the keg stand, making myself a drink when I felt two arms wrap around me from behind. I turned around to see Bruce, the star quarterback, sober and ready. “Hey Bruce.” I couldn’t help but blush.

“So, I heard you and Justin called it quits, and by you being over here alone, I can tell that what I heard is true.” His voice was so smooth and sexy; I almost melt in his arms right there.

“News travels around here fast.” I smiled, taking a sip of my beer.

“Only when it comes to you. Every guy in here wants you now that you’re on the market, too bad I call dibs.” He whispered in my ear, trailing his hand from the small of my back to my ass.

I bit my lip and looked across the room to see an angry Justin. He didn’t have a right to be angry; he was all over Nicolette, who seemed rather pissed that his attention was on me and not her. I forced myself to look away from him and bury my face in Bruce’s neck “Oh really, why do you want me so bad when you can have any girl you want?” I whispered back.

Bruce pulled back a little, looking me in the eye, “Because, I always want the ones I can’t have.”

Justin’s POV;

I clenched my hands closed as I watched Bruce hang all over Lia, and she let him. Part of me wondered if she was actually hanging around him before the party because she seemed way too intrigued. I saw him trace one of his hands against the outline of her curves on her tight red dress, as the other stayed glued to her ass. I internally groaned as I threw my cup on the ground and began to charge towards them, but someone pulled me back. “Get off of me.”

“Justin, don’t go making a scene.” Hunter said.

“What?”

“We’ve been watching you all night, you want to kill this dude.” Kyle muttered.

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