Page 124 of Brutal Prince

Briar

Iclimb into my Mustang wearing a shit-eating grin and hum a nonsense tune to myself as I head home. I have to start getting Indi in trouble more often — especially if I can spend every detention with her.

My fuck, those sounds she made. The way she clamped around my fingers when she came…

I shift in my seat, but I don’t will my erection to fade. This time, I relish it. I don’t care how wrong it is letting myself get this close to her. I’m on a high I haven’t been since Jess—

Squeezing my eyes shut, I shake my head. When my eyes pop open, it’s to glare at the station wagon in front of me.

NowI get it.

When I’m with Indi, I forget that I’m a monster. That’s why I can’t get enough of her. If it hadn’t been for Addy, we could have been perfect together. But the past will always creep in and contaminate what we could have had.

My phone rings, and I answer it through my car’s Bluetooth audio system.

“Yeah?”

“Hey, bro.”

I blink. Why the hell does Marcus sound so fucked off? “Hey, man, what’s up?”

There’s a moment’s silence before he speaks and it weighs a ton. “You still coming through or what?”

Coming through…?

Fuck.

Fuck!

“Shit, man, I forgot I had detention.”

“Detention,” Marcus repeats.

“Yeah, I told you yesterday. ‘Cos of that shit with—” I cut off before I say her name, but that doesn’t make it any better.

“That’s cool man.”

I blink, mouth still open to protest. “Oh. Okay.”

What the fuck? I expected a meltdown of epic proportions.

“So you still coming through?” Marcus asks.

“Yeah. Sure.” I glance in the rearview mirror and put on my indicator. “Be there in five.”

* * *

We’retwo beers in when things start getting weird.

“Dunno what I’m going to do,” Marcus says.

We’d been talking about coach’s obsession with the 46 defense.

“About what?” I don’t look at him, instead inspecting the rows of bottles stretched in front of us.

“Brandon’s being a fucking prick.”

“He’s back already?”

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