Page 29 of Chaos at Westbrook High

“Damn it, don’t Kai me, Callie. She deserves it.”

More silence follows, and I look over at the boys with my brows raised, waiting for them to back me up. They don’t back me up. They’re all trying their hardest not to laugh at my expense. Well, all except Damon. He almost never laughs unless he’s either really high or really mad at Callie.

“What the fuck is so funny?” I ask, glaring at Wren when he starts laughing for real.

“Dude, you’re literally bullying the girl you like just so you get to be around her.”

“And making everyone think you’re fucking her so no other boy even thinks about trying to get close to her,” Callie adds, hopping up onto the counter between me and Damon. “Like I said, you’re being a dick.”

“You’re acting worse than we all did when Callie first got here,” Wren says.

Callie looks to him, confused. “Wait, what?”

“All three of them wanted you,” Levi tells her, gesturing to me and my brothers, and I don’t miss the sly little smirk on Damon’s face. Wren and I did want her at first, but Damon knows it was always him, the cocky fucker. “Damon’s just lucky he’s the one you wanted back.”

“You’re just lucky she didn’t want Wren,” I say, enjoying the way his face falls because I really am a dick and his jealousy amuses me.

“Wren was always mine.”

“Except when he had a crush on Callie.”

“It wasn’t a crush,” Wren mutters, running his hands over Levi’s chest and shoulders.

“But you wanted to fuck her,” Levi accuses, using his hips to pin him against the counter.

“Maybe,” my brother teases, his hands moving over his neck and up to his dirty blond hair.

“Let’s not forget he did fuck her.”

“Kai, will you shut up?” Levi growls, doing something to Wren that makes him whimper.

Getting back to the point, I say, “I don’t know why you’re all giving me shit about how I’m treating Hailey. Have you forgotten who she’s fucking?”

“I don’t think she’s fucking him,” Levi mumbles into Wren’s mouth.

Wren nods, speaking to me with his lip trapped between Levi’s teeth. “I don’t either.”

“Of course you agree with him. He makes you come.”

He nods again, grinning as they continue to kiss.

I blow out a frustrated breath and turn to Damon and Callie for their opinion, throwing my hands up in annoyance when I find him standing between her open legs with his hands moving over her thighs, their mouths locked in a kiss.

“Where’re you going?” Damon asks me, not bothering to look up as he cups his wife’s pussy over her jeans.

“You all make me jealous as fuck and I’m sick of it. I’m gonna go get laid.”

“Ha!” Callie laughs, tipping her head back for Damon so he can get to her throat. “Hey, lover boy?”

“What?”

“Bring me back a mocha latte.”

I glare at that. “You’re an asshole.”

She laughs at me again.

It’s two minutes before closing when I get to the coffee shop, almost bumping into Wyatt and his friends on their way out the door.

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