Page 53 of Treacherous

"Unabashedly," Cam shot back with a cocky grin before winking at her. "You want a private performance, gorgeous?"

"Hot damn," Ash breathed.

"You ready Cammy?" a female voice purred from the doorway and Cam turned his full attention on the raven haired beauty standing in the doorway.

"Amy," he purred as he swaggered towards her with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Ugh," Hope muttered as she cast a disapproving look towards Amy Valentine. "Can you please stay away from my brother?"

"Sure." Amy nuzzled into Cam's side as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "If you can stay away from my cousin," Amy shot back with a smirk before turning her attention to me.

"Your ass is nothing short of amazing," she stated calmly before asking, "How do you keep it so tight?"

I spat a little of my hot-chocolate back into my mug with shock. "Excuse me?" I sputtered, wiping my mouth.

"There's a photo of you online with Noah Messina," Amy tossed out airily like it wasn’t the huge deal it was. "And I woulddieto have your figure. What's your secret?"

"Kettlebells and cardio…hang on…" Shaking my head I held a finger up. "What photo of me with Noah Messina?"

Amy looked at me like I was stupid. "You know, the one with you twerking all over a very sweaty, half-naked Noah."

Twerking?

The memory of Noah fixing my ass-ridden skirt as I balanced on my hands with my ass cocked in the air impaled my mind and my blood boiled.

Rising quickly from my chair, I grabbed my bag and stalked past the couple, stopping when I reached the kitchen door. "I wasn’t twerking, you twat, I was trying to remain in an upright position."

"Tell that to everyone at school," Amy snickered. "Everyone's talking about it."

I rolled my eyes and waved at Hope and Ash before turning back to the guileless one. "At what point in time did I give you the impression that I gave two shits about whateveryone at schoolthought of me?"

Amy stared blankly at me and I decided to leave it be. She wasn’t worth wasting my breath on.

"I'm off," I muttered before stalking out of the kitchen.

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Noah

"Let me get this straight," Ellie hissed as she paced the kitchen floor, clearly livid. "You threw the fight forher?"

"I didn’t throw the fight," I shot back calmly. "It was as good as over before Teagan showed up."

Ellie's disgusted expression proved she either didn’t believe me or wasn’t satisfied. Either way I didn’t care. I'd done what any guy in my position would have done.

"And the consequences?" Ellie snarled, nostrils flaring as she stood in front of me with her hands on her hips. "What about those, Noah?" She shook her head in disgust. "Or have you forgotten what kind of a psychotic freak my brother can be?"

"Fuck the consequences, Ellie," I muttered wearily. "And fuck JD." I'd already had this lecture. I didn’t need another, and if it wasn’t for the blatant concern in Ellie's eyes I'd tell her a few home truths on what a psychotic freak her precious daddy was.

"Oh my god, Noah," she screeched, throwing her hands in the air. "You can't be serious?"

"What do you care, L," I mumbled, shifting awkwardly in my seat. "It's not your problem."

Dropping to her knees beside my chair, Ellie grabbed my hands and squeezed. "I care," she whispered with tears in her green eyes. "And I won't sit back and watch you destroy everything because of that girl."

"I picked her up off the ground," I growled in anger. "She was being fucking trampled on. How is that destroying everything?"

Ellie didn’t answer my question. Instead she wiped her eyes, climbed to her feet and walked away.

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