Page 77 of Brutal Prince

Indi shakes her head.

“Sure about that? Not a single thing?”

“No.” Another shake of her head. “And even if I did, it’s not like she’d believe me. Not after all this time.”

I narrow my eyes at her, but I can’t argue with her logic.

But if it wasn’t that, then what? Something had to have spurred Addy into hounding me again.

I lift my chin. “What’s she been telling you?”

Indi shrugs, and blinks innocently at me. “Lots of stuff.”

Fuck, she’s gloating about what happened earlier. I shouldn’t have lost my cool and left like that. We could have teased each other until the bell rang. Instead I stormed off like a kid throwing a fucking tantrum.

I grind my teeth. “About me. What’s she saying about me?”

“I think you know,” Indi says, turning. She lays her arm on the back of the chair and tilts her head.

“I don’t know what she thinks she has on me, and I don’t give a fuck.” I grab Indi’s hand before she has time to move out of reach, digging my nails into her wrist. “So you tell Addison I’ll leave you alone as soon as she gets off my fucking back.”

A crease forms between Indi’s dark eyebrows. “What makes you think she’s got something on you?” But a second later, her face clears. “And fuck you, she’s not my baby sitter. I can take care of myself, asshole.” She rips her arm free and moves her chair closer to her desk.

“Don’t think for a moment that Addy’s your friend,” I say, my eyes turning to slits. “Jess made that mistake too.”

Indi sneers at me. “And you sure showed her the error of her ways, didn’t you?”

Anger wells hot and thick through me, strangling any words I could possibly have produced. I shake my head and push away from the desk, leaning as far away from Indi as I can.

Fuck Addy and her empty threats. She did this before, and for some reason she’s gotten the balls to do it again. Maybe it’s Indi’s influence. If I weren’t so pissed off right now, I’d have to admire this tiny chick with her fierce green eyes.

I curl up one side of my mouth. Indi turns her head, staring suspiciously at me from the corner of her eye.

“Wish we’d met under different circumstances,” I say.

Indi lets out a single, bitter huff of a laugh, her lips barely parting. “Really?”

“We’d be hot as fuck together.”

Her eyes widen in surprise, but a second later she’s glaring at me. “Never! You’re the biggest prick I’ve ever met.”

My smirk becomes a suggestive grin. “I also have the biggest dick you’ll ever see.”

In a flash, red tinges her cheeks. She opens her mouth in shock, but if she was going to retort, nothing comes out.

“Not even close, my little virgin.” I lean forward again, make a show of looking at her lips, and then shake my head. “You’ll have to open much wider than that.”

* * *

Indi

Oh man,there’s some fucked-up shit going on in my head right now. Even as I’m snapping my jaw closed, my mind takes a mental screenshot of just how wide open my mouth was.

He’s gotta be bluffing.

I turn in my seat, hoping to hell I don’t spontaneously combust. As if the movement catches her eye, Ms. Parsons turns to Briar and me and grins wide.

Shit.