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"Shove off, East, this doesn't concern you," I glower.

She spins and glowers right back. "You back off, West! Roe clearly doesn't want to lower her standards enough to grind on your cock."

I'm furious at the language coming from my little sister's mouth. If our father found out…

I'm about to scold her when Roe tips her head back and laughs. I swear my cock grows even harder at the sound. What a pretty throat she has bared to me. My cock would slide so good down it. I shake the thoughts off, readying to take East away myself, because, like I said, no one touches my sister, when Roe speaks up.

"Oh, I like you, girl," she says, teeth gleaming like a feline awaiting its meal. "You and I are going to get on just fine. You, however," she frowns at Trent, who was startingto sneak away, the bastard, "have some explaining to do. Because I donotroll with pedophiles."

"Oh, he didn't assault no one," East pipes up, hooking her arm through Roes. "West is just pissed off because Trent and I had a thing a few years back. We were fooling around a little bit when this asshole walked in. Almost killed Trent."

"You were 13!" I roar.

Roe bursts into another fit of laughter, and I turn my glower to her once again.

"And what age were you, Baby Duke," she asks, "when you dipped your little peen into its first lady cave? Just because East is a girl doesn't mean she doesn't know her own body and its needs."

"He forced her," I seethe through clenched teeth.

"I did not," Trent suddenly grows a backbone and pushes in front of the girls, bumping his chest with mine.

"You ready for another beating, Williams?" I spit.

East, quick and sneaky as a mouse, squeezes between us once more. "Hedidn'tforce me, West. I loved him.”

"You don't even know what love is!"

Another tiny body pushes between us. "Alright, alright, break it up."

She smells incredible; sweet and musky. The feel of her body, wriggling to create space between Williams and me, is intoxicating. I know, at that moment, that this fiery piece of ass was going to bemine.

"West, horrible as ever to see you," she says, pushing a hand against my chest. My pecs tighten almost unconsciously, and I do not miss the quick look Roe throws me. She may act like she has no interest in me, but she does. I know she does. That little lift of her brows, the widening of her nostrils as she breathes me in, and the darkening of her eyes is all the tell I need.

"Trent, my man,"The fuck!?"Your company is always welcome, as is your weed," she winks, and Trent smirks at me. Before I can respond, Roe continues, "But, for now, I have had enough testosterone for the day. East, would you do me the honor of becoming my tour guide?"

She holds her arm out in invitation, and East is quick to link her arm through Roes.

"Hell yes, sister!" she squeals, leading Roe away.

I can't look away from their retreating forms. Well, Roe's, anyway. The sway of her hips. The way she leans in to whisper something in my sister's ear and the way she throws her head back and laughs with the punchline.

The way she peeks over her shoulder, eyes bright with humor, brilliant, white teeth bared in a perfect smile. A feral, toothy grin for sure, but perfect nonetheless.

A sudden, firm, heavy hand lands on my shoulder.

"Dude, you're fucked," Brett snorts.

Ain't that the fucking truth.

Chapter Seven

Roe

East reluctantly left me at the administration office as the bell rang. She had wanted to wait and show me to my first class but was asked, non-so gently, by the snotty, pinched-faced prim behind the counter to make haste. I encouraged her to go, needing a moment to process this morning's events in peace, while I waited for Mrs. Saxton, the student advisor, to make an appearance. And by this morning's events, I mean West.

The Duke was a misogynistic ass, an overbearing mother hen with an I'm-too-good-for-everyone attitude.

But he was also fine as fuck. My body's reaction to him was foreign but, undeniably, a strong attraction. It was a problem that I would have to deal with in some way or another.

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