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A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
TRENT'S POVI strode into the locker room, resting my practice bag down on the bench. We had just run through drills and layups, and now Coach was giving us 15 minutes before the tryout scrimmage that would determine who makes the cut.Based on Coach's impressed looks during my solo drills, I knew I was a shoo-in to make Laurel Heights basketball team. I probably could've just had my dad call up Coach Roberts to ensure my place. But I wanted to earn my spot fair and square.I removed my sweaty shirt and kicked off my shoes. Reaching into my bag, I chuckled seeing the black marker I used to address Ella's package. That little gift ought to get quite a reaction from her! I didn't spot Ella watching me from the stands, but she'll come around. No girl can resist the patented Trent charm for long.Just then, my best friends Liam and Connor strolled into the locker room."Well, well, if it isn't the great Trent Donovan doing slumming it at tryouts," Liam joked, giving me a fist bump in gree
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
TRENT'S POVMuffled voices slowly filtered into my consciousness. I felt limp, my mind foggy. What happened? I struggled to open my eyes or move my uncooperative limbs. It was like I was locked inside my own body. The voices became clearer and I recognized Damien's voice. "You see Coach? I told you he isn't fit for this team. Too weak. He could've really hurt himself out there."I would've rolled my eyes if I could pry them open. Of course he would use this opportunity to undermine me again. Ella's voice suddenly rang out. "Are you freaking kidding me right now?? Is that really what you should be worried about?" She sounded genuinely worried. Huh. So the Ice Queen does care.I felt her drop to her knees beside me and a pair of hands press down in firm pumps on my chest. My eyes remained closed but my inner grin grew wider. With the last of my self control I resisted smiling as I imagined her wide, fearful eyes peering at my "lifeless" body sprawled across the shiny court floor. Gue
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER NINETEEN
ELLA'S POVI unloaded textbooks from my bag into my cluttered locker. As I placed a hefty calculus book on the top shelf, Trent's sports jacket that I had stuffed in the back tumbled out. I had forgotten it was still in there after he so rudely ditched me at tryouts.I shook out the wrinkled jacket and flung it over my shoulder . It had been almost a week and I haven't been able to get through to trent. His weird reaction after tryouts had left me completely confused. It was so unlike him. Trent was the one who asked me to wait for him, then he treated me like I was the most irritating pest afterwards!I had wasted my time going to his tryout when he clearly didn't even need me there at all.Slamming my locker door shut angrily, I suddenly heard a voice behind me. "Jeez, what's got you all riled up so early in the morning?"Whirling around, I saw Susan watching me with one eyebrow raised. "Oh uh, nothing! Nothing's wrong," I said quickly.Susan leaned in with a knowing look, loweri
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY
ELLA'S POVThe fourth period bell rang loudly, jolting me from my distracted thoughts. Our plump biology teacher, Mrs. Lakin, gathered up her hefty textbooks with a huff. "Read chapter 7 and answer questions 1-15 for homework tonight!" she reminded everyone as the class sprang into motion.I eagerly shoved my notes into my backpack, more than ready for lunch period. I hadn't been able to concentrate at all with my stomach growling the whole lecture. Skipping breakfast this morning after also missing dinner last night while lost in a good book was catching up to me.By the time I looked up, Susan's seat was already vacant - no doubt she had hightailed it straight to the cafeteria. My stomach gave another loud gurgle and I pressed a hand to it with a wry smile. No way was I going to hunt Susan down right now just for company. Food had to come first before I passed out!But before I made it down the hall, none other than Amelia stepped into my path with her new friends."Oh hey Ella! Not
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY - ONE
ELLA'S POVI felt my cheeks flush as all eyes turned to me. Trent's arm tightened around my waist, nearly knocking the wind out of me. I struggled not to wince."Fellas, meet my smoking hot princess," Trent announced, his arrogant grin plastered across his face.I resisted the strong urge to stomp on his foot, his usual cockiness tires me out. I gave a little wave to his friends, suddenly feeling self-conscious as they stared at me.Liam, Connor, and the other players broke into loud whoops and clapping. I looked down, heat creeping up my neck."To the newest couple in town!" Liam declared, raising a bottle of water. The rest of the guys clinked their bottles in a messy toast. Ugh, jocks. I plastered a coy smile across my face. "Oh stop it, you guys!" I giggled, doing my best to play the part of infatuated girlfriend. I gently removed Trent's arm from my waist and slid onto the bench across from him, smoothing my skirt underneath me."I see you're treating her well. In the place Dami
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- TWO
ELLA'S POVI grabbed her hand and pulled her from the office. We almost collided into a few lingering students in the hall. I didn't slow down until we were behind the gym, finally alone.I bent over, hands on my knees as I caught my breath. Once my heart rate returned to normal, I turned to Susan."Okay, you need to tell me everything," I said gently. "Who is blackmailing you? What exactly do they have over you? And what on earth did you do?"Susan wrapped her arms around herself, looking small. "I just can't, Ella! This is all too much. Please, it's better if you don't get involved. Just leave me alone to handle this."She turned to leave but I stepped forward, blocking her path. "Absolutely not! I'm not abandoning my best friend to meet up with some creepy blackmailer alone. Now talk to me, Susan!"Susan whirled around, eyes flashing. "Oh, so now I'm your best friend?" she scoffed bitterly. "Funny, I never felt like I still held that position lately."I jerked back as if I had been
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- THREE
TRENT'S POVDelete what? What did I just fucking see and hear. I decided to stay up late after school to get some extra practice in at the gym - hey, it beats having to go home and face the wrath of my dad, who just came home yesterday after another one of his "business trips."But why did I follow Ella when I spotted her ducking around corners like a wanna-be spy? Curiosity got the best of me I guess. Plus, it was kind of amusing seeing her attempt to sneak around all stealth-like. Girl needs some serious lessons in hiding though!Still, why didn't she immediately run over and help Susan after witnessing...whatever the hell that was with Mr. Blackmailer Dude? And what was with her filming the whole confrontation on her phone? Guess it's not really my business.Susan practically hates my guts ever and If given the chance I'm sure she would gladly feed me to a pack of hungry wolves without hesitation. Can't say I blame her after how I treated her best friend.Heading to my car in the p
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- FOUR
ELLA'S POVThe math test looms only four days away now. I've spent nearly every waking minute of the past weekend cramming formulas and equations - my college prospects are riding on this stupid test.Still, as worried as I am about quadratic functions or analytical geometry, prepping isn't even my biggest worry lately.I can't stop fretting over Susan going radio silent on me. She won't answer texts or calls ever since our blow-up argument. I know I majorly messed up, but the silent treatment is killing me.Even worse, I can't stop replaying Trent's bizarre panic attack on the road. The way he completely zoned out, yelling at invisible demons. Then next minute he seemed fine and brushed it off.It made zero sense...until Trent walked in this morning sporting fresh bruises and bandages on his arms that definitely hadn't been there last week. What was he hiding behind those green eyes? Why did he seem suddenly so...broken? And why the hell was I wasting brain space even worrying about
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