Page 160 of Vile Boys

Ares smiles at me. “Of course not. She hates you.”

Fuck.

Does she really hate me?

Did I want her to?

I sigh out loud and grab the chair beside him.

“What? Are you regretting your choice now?” he asks.

“No. I still don’t want her mother with my father …” I mumble. “But it doesn’t feel right either.”

He snorts. “Since when do you have a conscience?” He slides his vape my way across the table. “Take it. You need it more than I do.”

I grab it and take a big whiff before sitting down in the chair, but fuck me, my ass feels like it’s on fire. “Fuck, my ass hurts.”

“Good,” Ares says. “If it didn’t, it wouldn’t be a good lesson, would it?”

My nostrils flare as I look his way, but I can’t say the multitude of unspoken words between us out loud.

I know what he’s insinuating.

What I’ve been wondering about all this time too …

But if I were to admit to the truth, what would happen to me? To us?

The way he looks at me makes my skin crawl. He always sees right through my veil of lies.

My lips curl around the vape, and he blows out a circle of smoke in my direction with raised eyebrows, taunting me.

“You don’t just want to get rid of her mother for the sake of your dad, do you?”

Fuck.

I pull the vape from my mouth and put it back on the table, keeping my hand there.

“I’ve seen the way you look at her,” he says.

“Stop,” I growl.

His wicked smile makes me want to chuck this vape into the bin.

“Admit it,” he says, leaning in to whisper. “You desire her.”

“Shut up,” I hiss through gritted teeth.

He leans back, laughing. “You can’t even face the truth.”

“I enjoy fucking her mouth and sucking those tits, but that does not make me in lo—”

I cut myself off before I say something I’ll definitely regret.

“Hmm?” Ares muses.

I know he heard.

Fuck.

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