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Chapter 9

Author: Isabella Voss
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 16:33:26
MARY'S POV

My body temperature spiked as Ryder climbed the bleacher stairs and towered over me. He leaned down, resting his muscular arms on the back of my seat, caging me entirely beneath his imposing frame.

"Are you sure about that 'no kissing' rule?" he whispered.

My breath hitched as his large, tattooed hand came up to boldly cup the side of my face. The intimate touch triggered a chorus of hysterical squeals from the college girls in the upper stands.

"If you want Henry to truly break, and
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