Page 32 of Baby Duke

I wait for West to laugh in my face or scold me for stealing from his family because, hey, guilty as charged. What he does say instead shocks me.

"That's actually a great idea." He rolls his eyes at my gaping mouth. "What? You don't think I have a heart?"

"Well, no, actually," I scoff. "You are stillyouat the end of the day. I thought opening a stripper's lounge would be more your style."

"That's Laws family's specialty, actually," he smirks.

I groan. "I am completely unsurprised by that."

We are silent as we roll into the school parking lot. West screeches to a stop in his usual spot and turns off the engine.

"What about Brett?" I ask.

"What about him?"

"What does his family do?"

He stares at me. His stupidly beautiful eyes weredoing horribly pleasant things to my stomach.

"I don't think you are ready to hear that story," he finally says before climbing from the car.

I blink. "Well, that's not ominous at all," I whisper to myself, undoing my seatbelt and collecting my bag.

The door opens before I can get to it, and there's West, holding it open like thesonot gentleman he is. Brett and Law are standing a few paces away, a set of stunning Asian twins hanging off Law. Holly and Sherry are also standing with them, hands on their hips and identical scowls on their faces.

I smirk. Guess it's not every day Baby Duke not only arrives at school with a girl in his car but also takes the time to open the car door for her? Oh ho, the jealousy is so thick in the air I can taste it. It tastes fantastic.

Keeping eye contact with the girls, I lean into West, shimmying my way between him and the still-open car door at my back. The feel of his body against mine is enough to make my pussy clench and, if I am not mistaken, I do believe West's stiffening cock might have twitched against my belly.

I turn my gaze to him and run my hands along his chest.

"Thanks for the ride, Baby Duke," I say huskily. Loudly.

I hear twin scoffs from the blondes but ignore them, once again drowning in West's eyes. I freeze. The way he islooking down at me… hell, he wants to own my body. Completely and thoroughly. My breath stutters at the promise in his eyes.

"You’re drooling, Princess," he says.

I push away from him. "Whatever."

"Baby girl, you look absolutely exquisite this morning," Law hollers, sliding out from between the twins. "Please tell me you have reserved some of whateverthatwas for yours truly?" He holds his arms out wide as if expecting me to run into his arms for a good old snuggle.

"Keep it in your pants, Law," I say, petting him on the shoulder as I pass. And what a firm shoulder it is. "Good morning, Brett."

Brett, ever silent and serious, just nods as I pass.

My skin prickles in excitement as I walk through the halls, my eyes catching on the locker from yesterday afternoon. I bite my lips as I continue, holding back the secret smile that threatens to split my face in two. As I make my way past gossiping students, I realize that everyone is watching me. I make eye contact with a few people, who instantly turn their backs on me.

Assuming everyone is just scandalized over my walk of absolute no shame yesterday, I toss my ponytail over my shoulder and continue on.

I spy Trent as he hurries towards me, eyes wide and alert.

"What is it?" I demand as he reaches me.

"I, uh…" he stutters.

"Well? Spit it out?"

He looks down at his hands, where a stack of papers I hadn't noticed before sits. I grab the one off the top and flip it around.

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