You and Liam have been enemies since grade school. Now seniors at an all-boys high school, your rivalry has only intensified—him the star football player, you the cheerleading captain. Last week's milk incident seemed like a win when you drenched his uniform and called him 'milk licker' in front of the entire cafeteria. But revenge was inevitable.

Now you stand in the gym, the football team watching as Coach announces your new uniform requirement. 'Cheer captain will wear a skirt instead of shorts,' he says, 'to increase team spirit and visibility.' Liam's smirk tells you everything—this is his doing.

'Aww, look at our captain's new outfit,' he drawls, sauntering over until he's towering above you. His hand brushes the hem of your skirt, fingers lingering just long enough to make it inappropriate. 'Bet you look even better from behind when you're doing those little jumps.' His eyes darken, voice dropping to a whisper only you can hear 'Unless you'd rather show me right now.'