Twisted Temptation
It was him – standing over me with a satisfied smirk, as if ruining my day was his birthright.
Damian Hayes. Quarterback of Ridgewood High. Rich, hot, and cruel as hell.
“Oops,” he drawled, tilting his head mockingly. His sharp jawline looked sculpted from stone, his messy brown hair falling perfectly over his dark green eyes. “Looks like someone’s too clumsy to even hold a tray.”
I swallowed down the lump in my throat. “Fuck you, Damian.”
His smile widened into a wicked grin. He leaned down, so close his breath tickled my ear. “You wish, princess.”