Page 51 of Pretty Little Lies

“I know you have some shit to make up for, but this isn’t giving you big dick energy.”

“Funny how you say that because you weren’t complaining about the size of it the last time I fucked the shit out of you.”

Bay’s lips coil into a shitty little smirk. “Gosh, I hate to break it to you, but it’s calledfakingit.”

“Wanna give that theory a shot again?” He begins to crowd her space while Reeve creeps up from behind him, waiting for another opportunity to attack again.

Levi’s large palm latches onto her waist and Reeve jolts forward when I slice my hand through the air at my side to tell him to hold off. “I won’t lie and say that your pussy was nothing but magical, Astor. You’re not gonna get this from them. And, I own a Titan seat already. This prick standing next to you has to stillearnhis.”

“Keep running your mouth, Wallace,” I convey levelly. “And I’lltakeyours when I’m done.”

Wallace doesn’t spare me a glance and asks Bay, “Is this who you’re picking? You thought more dick was better than one?”

“I’m not choosing anyone, Levi.Youdid this. You lost your shit.”

He rocks his head back and forth. “I saw enough to know. And I’m not going to stand idly by and ignore it. Nor am I going to allow someone else to fuck my girl.”

“Then justleaveme,” Bay spits out. “Stop approaching me in public and fuck off.”

Levi towers over her, and with the way danger expels off him, I’m expecting him to do something stupid. But, instead, he smirks. “Whatever you want, baby. Nessa was a better fuck anyway.”

Bay’s jaw drops at his admission as Wallace pivots and strides away, taking Juice and Hot Rod with him.

She watches him blend in with the crowd, and I can see her brain running a million miles a minute. If I’m not mistaken, it’s that blonde girl she runs around with at races.

Reeve keeps a distance while Torin flanks her side, but they both remain silent.

We all do.

“I gotta go,” she mutters, dropping her chin. “My sisters…”

“Do you need one of us to walk you there?” Torin asks gently. “We’ll stay off a bit, in case?—”

She shakes her head, which isn’t surprising. “No…I’ll be fine. Levi would never start something in front of them.”

“You sure, McQueen?” Reeve presses. “We can be shadows. Ellie and Mae will never see us.”

Bay’s head shoots over to him calling their names. “I just…thanks. I’ll see you guys around.”

“Friday night dinner,” Torin reminds her. “The old man is taking us out.”

She immediately tenses. “Yeah. Can’t wait.”

Then she quickly walks away so that they can’t stop her with any more coddling.

SEVENTEEN

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The restaurant is a tranquil,dark mixture of high ceilings and equally tall windows overlooking the beach and ocean. A light fog has come off the water, but the hundreds of dangling lights with just a warm light bulb hanging from it makes it cozy and intricately serene.

Except for the company I currently keep.

Gathered around an extra-large table with the softest gray tablecloth I’ve ever felt in my life is Emilio, Ramsey, Torin, Reeve, Cairo, and, exhaustingly enough, Vivian.

I was invited to this late-night dinner at my sperm donor’s request. My prediction is that he’s heard of Levi and I’s break up—or so we’re hoping—and he thought to brighten my life with his presence.

I just didn’t know there would be so manymorepeople in attendance.

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