Page 40 of Destroyed

“I’ll be ready,” Is all I give Jonathan before hanging up on him. I settle on pressed jeans and a black, long-sleeved button-up. By the time I’ve gelled my hair, rolled up my sleeves to just barely below my elbow, and grabbed my wallet, my phone is already ringing again. I ignore it, choosing to text Jonathan that I am on my way down.

“Who the fuck is this sexy guy?” Jonathan yells over the top of the wrapped matte black Audi R8 Jamison is currently driving. His ass is literally on the edge of the window with his feet inside the car.

“Get the fuck out of here before you ruin my paint and scuff these seats with your shoes,” I hear Jamison growl from inside.

“I seem to remember you bending a certain someone over the hood on your precious paint and not giving two shits aboutthe scuffs her heels probably left on your seats while she sucked you dry,” Jonathan replies.

“I like her better,” Jamison grits out.

With a hand on his heart, he leans back and looks in the window at his brother. ”That hurts,” he says back with faked sadness.

I grin wide as I walk around to the passenger seat. “Where exactly did you plan on having me sit? On the roof?”

Jonathan lifts his whole body out of the window and onto the ground outside without grazing the car with one quick, fluid motion. He then opens the door and waves me in like a valet.

I look at him, confused. “Where are you going to sit?”

“Oh, I brought my ride,” he says, pointing back onto the sidewalk. He walks towards his bike and grabs his helmet.

“Of course you did,” I laugh and get in the car.

Jamison is still muttering about the scuff mark when we pull up to spin and park. He refuses to valet and give anyone his keys, of course, his inner control freak shining through. We walk into Spin and straight back towards our standard VIP. Sebastian is already there with Riley on his lap.

“Hey!” Riley greets both of us, and Sebastian nods while we sit down and get comfortable.

“Where are the girls?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.

Riley smirks at me. “My sister is on the dance floor.”

I look over to the floor to find Corrine and Kaz dancing in much the same manner as the last time I was here. One minor difference would be Jonathan, who is grinding on Kaz from behind.

That’s new,I think to myself. Kaz must be wasted. I could have sworn she despised Jonathan. I look over at Jamison, prepared to ask him, but I pause, noticing his stiff posture. He’s staring right at them, but he doesn’t look thrilled. Any question I might have had escaped when the waitress came with drinks.She places them all in the middle before walking away. Sebastian slides a red drink with a cherry in it before me. I shrug my shoulders and take a sip before cringing. This motherfucker ordered me a Shirley Temple. I glare at him while he raises an eyebrow. “Problem, Xavier?”

Before I can respond, Corrine sits in the empty spot next to me.

“Hey, handsome, can I get your phone number?”

I thought I would be nervous, but I forgot everything else around me when I saw her beautiful face. Grabbing her hand in mine, I lean over and kiss her knuckles. “You look absolutely stunning.”

Her green eyes widen, along with her smile. “You're not so bad yourself.”

“Shall we discuss the reason we all came here tonight?” Jamison cuts in.

Riley’s face drops. “I thought we came here for a break and to have some fun?”

“We did Little Mouse,” Sebastian says as he runs his hand up her arm. “Xavier will fill everyone in, and we can have fun afterward.”

I fill everyone in over the next ten minutes with everything I've learned.

“That means you're Lockhart’s nephew?” Sebastian asks.

Jamison quickly responds, “It would seem that is the case. It would explain a lot, but not everything. Something still isn’t adding up.”

Suddenly, Jonathan laughed out loud, causing us to turn toward him. “That means you're related to Sasha.” He grabs his stomach, doubling over before sputtering. “I hope you didn’t fuck her.”

I scowl at him before rolling my eyes. I certainly never touched Sasha, but I do remember the pictures my PI recoveredof her and Nate fucking. Thankfully I never actually jerked off to the pictures but instead chose to fuck with Sebastian about them. The searing memory of seeing her naked makes me sick to my stomach. I grimace before turning to Jonathan. “I never fucked her, did you?”

Suddenly, Kaz sits up a little straighter, her eyes narrowing at him.

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