Page 61 of Bad Kind of Love

With a proper kiss.

And finally then, I’d make her my fucking girlfriend.

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“You tap that ass yet, Fitzgerald?” Nate tilts his chin as a puff of smoke escapes from his mouth.

After lunch with Becca, I went over to Hunter’s house to chill for a while. I didn’t know Nate would be here.

“Nah.” I mumble, cracking the muscles in my hands, as I peer down at my shoes.

Nate Hawthorne was a shit talker and a nosy motherfucker. I wasn’t all that surprised when Becca’s name was brought up, but I still felt hot with anger, ready to lunge at him.

“Heard she’s a fucking prude…. but for some reason, she seems to be all over your dick.” He laughs as he places the lit joint between his lips.

Leaning back on the couch, I glare under my hooded eyes in his direction. Hunter seems to notice my uneasiness and quickly interjects.

“Nate, shut the hell up. Don’t make me text Josie and tell her to come get your dumbass.” Hunter warns as he holds his xbox controller in his hands.

“Invite crazy over here? Yah fucking right.” He mumbles, shaking his head. “I’m lucky I even got away from her tonight… bitch is clingy as fuck.”

“Then why are you with her?” I ask, knowing that Josie was once Becca’s best friend.

Grinning, he props his arms up behind the couch. “She’s a good fuck, and her mouth…fucking divine.”

Hunter laughs, but I remain silent, shaking my head in disgust.

“But come college, I’ll be drowning in new pussy.” He raises a hand for Hunter to slap with a sly grin across his face.

“Hell yeah, Wes and I will see just how fine the ladies at SC are this weekend.” Hunter boasts, trying to hype me up, but instead all I feel like doing is being with Becca.

All this talk about pussy was making me fucking sick.

“Shit, your boy’s too hung up on Becca.” Nate adds, and I find myself leaning forward with fire in my eyes. “Don’t get me wrong, she’s hot and all, but ain’t no pussy worth all that.”

“Then what the hell are you doing with Josie?” Hunter interrupts.

“To pass the time.” He takes another long hit. “Like I said, she’s fun, easy. But when the time comes, I’ll kick her ass to the curb.”

Hearing enough, I rise up from the couch ready to leave. Nate catches my eyes and notices the anger that fills them.

“Leaving so soon?” He mocks, treading on thin ice as I clench my fists.

“Yah, hanging out with assholes isn’t really my thing.” I harden my gaze on his, but he only seems to smile by my response.

“You hear that Hunter? We’re the assholes now.” He nods toward Hunter as smoke clouds around him, filling the dark basement.

“Actually,” I cut in. “I was only talking about you.”

His hazy eyes cut to mine, but the laughs of amusement cause my feet to take a quick step towards him.

“I’m the asshole?” He chuckles in disbelief. “And here I was about to warn you about your girl and be a good friend.” He tsks, shaking his head.

My body immediately tenses up. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“You aren’t the only guy she has a thing for.”

Taken aback by his absurd accusation, I shake my head in refusal.

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