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"I'm going," Cathryn announced a little too loudly, glad that her tongue wasn't choosing this moment to tie itself into knots. She was so angry, almost rendered speechless. She clenched her fists as if ready for a fight.

Purely physical, huh? Getting his lust out of his system? Did he think she was a toy to be played with? Like some whore he could sleep around with but not enough for him to commit into a relationship? They would see.

If he feared commitment so much she should wear that as a Halloween Costume.

Cathryn thought he was at least interested since he called her his girlfriend and introduced her to his friends. It turned out he just wanted to fuck. It was a sport for him. A guy will do anything, even sweet-talking and tolerating her bitchy attitude, just to get laid.

Why was Cathryn even here thinking as if she could like him? Change her mind about him? Was Is he even single?

Hands shaking, Cathryn turned and started towards the gated entrance. She could walk alone and arrive back at the hotel for ten minutes.

"What the hell, Red?" Alex jogged after her as Cathryn forced her way out of the crowd, grabbing her hand and forcing her to turn around. "The real party hasn't started. Don't go home. Let's have some fun first."

Cathryn spitted the strands of hair that flew into her face, now too mad to speak calmly. "Don't go home? Really? I came here expecting something fun and a night of dancing and you ruined it by making me feel like..."

"What?"

"A whore!" Cathryn shot back. "And this is the also third time you called me a prude. A virgin."

"Don't get insulted. It's not like it's true."

Cathryn didn't reply, just stared at anything but him.

Alex's mouth hung open for a moment as he shook his head. "What... are you serious?"

His brown eyes were so wide and so dark they almost made her believe that he meant it.

Cathryn didn't answer, just ignored that question and continued. "You kissed me so deep and hard like you want it to go further than that."

Cathryn huffed as she wrenched her hand out of his clutch. "I thought you understood how I didn't want to play this kind of game! What the fuck are you trying to prove with all of this? That you're an arrogant bastard who could get what he wanted? Any girl he wanted?"

"Don't you feel any attraction to me just even the slightest?"

Cathryn stayed quiet. She didn't want to lie but she didn't want to tell the truth, either.

"This is not how I saw this going, you know." He said coldly. "You should have told me in the first place. I don't do virgins. That, at least, could make me get out of your hair. You played me like a piano. Kissing me back like you loved the taste on my mouth just like I do yours. I didn't know you were such a tease."

"Don't give me a guilt trip just because I'm not falling for your manipulative bullshit." Cathryn snapped at him. "None of this—" she waved a hand erratically at the surroundings"—is not about me. It's about you and your needs."

"Do you think I could force you into doing anything you don't want to, Red?" He asked incredulously. "Do you think I'm so blind that I can't feel that you like me? You keep denying it. Do you think I would let you meet my friends if I'm not interested at all? Of course, this was for you. I told you that I wanted you here, didn't I? Now come on, let's go back."

He reached out to grab Cathryn's hand again but she yanked it quickly out of reach. "I think this has more to do with your ego than it has to do with someone you just met and it hasn't even reached twenty-four hours yet. I couldn't possibly be with you all night wearing this. What if you're a serial killer or a rapist? "

Alex's eyes flashed and a large vein throbbed at the side of his neck.

"We have been together eating, walking, talking, and hanging out since this morning until now so just chill. I promise to leave you and your virginity alone. As I said, I don't do virgins. And you're not even that beautiful so I can control myself, don't worry." Alex retorted. "What would that make me if I seduced you? I'll stop my shenanigans this time so just don't embarrass me in front of my friends. What will they think if you suddenly ran away because you're a prude who is scared of sex?"

Before Cathryn could control it, her hand flew forward and slapped him across the face. Her hand left an angry mark across his cheek and he stumbled backward in shock, holding his hand up against his face.

"Fuck you, Alexander," Cathryn said eerily even voice just loud enough to be heard by him over the chatters of the party animals and the loud beats of music coming from the speakers. She was angry enough to have passed the point of shouting.

It stung beyond belief that her fears about getting physical with him soon were obviously correct and so soon after she had let him maul her mouth with his torrid kisses.

This is the right decision.

Cathryn shoved her hair away from her face with an angry swipe.

"I hope I don't fucking see you again." Cathryn hissed. She turned and stalked away from the party leaving him standing there at the corner of the dance floor.

"You'll regret this," Alex called after her. "You know you will, Red."

Cathryn didn't answer, just held one finger up in an extremely rude gesture as she continued to walk outside the Coachella, eager to get all vestige of Alexander Black away and out of her mind as soon as could.