Chapter 6

I wasn't very familiar with the college campus, so I twisted and turned until I reached the gym.

Suddenly, an arm shot out from around a corner.

He wrapped it around my waist, smoothly pinning me against the wall.

A cocky, arrogant face was inches from mine.

He grinned. "Anya, you actually dare to show up at the basketball game?

"You're that desperate to see me, huh?"

I guessed he was Jax.

So I said, "I'm here to watch how badly you lose."

"Then you'll be disappointed. With your school's basketball skills, there's no way you're beating me."

He was confident and arrogant.

"Once I win the game, you'll have to celebrate with me.

"Don't go back to your dorm tonight. Spend the night with me. Don't worry, I won't stiff you."

He held up a hand, showing eighty with his fingers.

"Eighty bucks for the night, how about it?

"That's the kind of price you'd pay for a hooker, and a cheap one at that."

He smiled as he uttered those stinging words, his eyes looking at me like I was the lowest form of entertainment.

I raised my hand and slapped him.

"You hit me?"

He looked utterly incredulous. "Anya, aren't you scared I'll make those photos public?"

Oh, so he had something on me, huh?

I smirked, then slapped him again.

"That's what you get."