Page 60 of The Fallen Ones

“Quit with the bullshit, and answer the question.” Caleb slapped his palm down hard on the table. It shook the table and knocked over a salt shaker, spilling tiny shards across the table.

Damien ate another slice of pizza, and deliberately smacked his lips together loudly, forcing Caleb to wait for him to answer.

He swallowed. “She did some homework for me. Big deal. It doesn’t mean I’m fucking the girl. I actually haven’t entertained a single female since Lily.” He wiped his mouth on a napkin and grinned. “So we doing this again for her or are you going to keep playing twenty questions instead?”

Caleb narrowed his eyes at Damien.

“Seriously, Caleb. It’s Lily. I want her too,” Damien said, his cocky attitude melting away, giving way to someone who genuinely looked and sounded like he did give a damn. “I had alot of fun with her. If we can find a permanent fix, then yes. I’m in.”

I exhaled a sigh of relief.

“You told us she said she wanted more.” I reminded Caleb of our earlier conversation at the football field.

“Yeah. She does,” he replied, tearing his gaze away from Damien to glance at me.

“So let’s make it happen.” Damien said before I could respond.

“I want this. If I got through sharing my girl with you two once, I can do it again.” I admitted. “So yeah. I want it too. And I can keep doing it as long as we’re all on the same page.”

“Ourgirl.” Damien corrected me.

“Right. Our girl.” I raked my fingers through my hair. “There’s a party next Saturday. We need to get her there.” I turned to Caleb. “You can ask her to come.”

He swallowed hard. “Where is it?”

“At Cameron Wilson’s place.”

“I hate that guy. He’s a prick,” Damien said with a grimace.

“He’s better looking than you, of course you hate him.” Caleb jabbed at Damien.

“I really fucking think not. He’s just a rich mama’s boy. Did you see the white suit he wore at Satan’s Hollow? He’s lame as fuck.” Damien snorted and grabbed another slice of pizza.

“Can we just agree to get Lily to the party?” I interrupted, tired of their childish bickering. If I thought me and Damien were bad, it was nothing compared to him and Caleb. The pair was driving me insane tonight.

“Hello, boys,” a familiar voice hit my ears. I looked up to see it was Lily’s friend Olivia with Cameron Wilson.

Fuck.

“Hey, Olivia.” Caleb acknowledged her with a nod, his body tensing.

“Fuck you, Damien.” I snarled and pushed myself away from the booth. “Just make sure you pay your debt.”

Damien frowned at me for a moment. Caleb tensed further. I widened my eyes at Damien, needing him to catch onto what I was doing.

It was like a light bulb went off inside his head. We were enemies. Hanging out and having pizza wasn’t something we ever did. I could already see the questions rolling through Olivia’s head as she tried to figure out why the three of us were together.

I slid out of the booth and continued to glare.

“I, uh, don’t have time for this. You guys going to pay me for those papers I wrote or not?” Caleb added a standard scholarship kid response. I internally rolled my eyes. Damien paid for work to be done, but I’d never do that. I liked to earn my grades.

“Sure,” Damien replied. “As soon as Jace goes and fucks himself.”

“You’re an asshole. Fuck you,” I snarled at him. “Stay out of my way or I swear to god, Damien, I’ll end you.”

“I look forward to it.” Damien got to his feet and tossed a hundred dollar bill at Caleb. “Thanks for the hard work.”

I kept the glare fixed on my face as Damien strode away, taking his fries with him. I sighed and shook my head and looked back to Olivia who was watching with raised brows.

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