Page 15 of Brutal Days

She rolled her eyes, but color stained her cheeks. “And the entire school. But whatever.”

“So, when are you going out?”And what does that mean for me?Hopefully nothing. Because she was beautiful, and he would be lucky to have her attention.

“We’re going out after football practice. I’m so excited I feel like I might throw up.”

“Uh, gross?”

“Hey, I have a favor to ask you.”

“Shoot.” I nervously checked down the hallway, expecting to find Damon staking me.

“You know how strict my parents are.”

Yep, no explanation needed there. But I kind of loved that about them. “Yeah.”

“I’m going to tell them I’m at your place.”

“Yeah, okay.” I had figured I would have to cover.

Gia gushed about Damon all the way from the school until we got into our cars. And that was when the guilt hit me hardest. It would kill Gia if she ever found out that Damon was only taking her out because I agreed to pay him in favors.If he ever tells Gia, I’m going to kill him.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

DAMON

#Payback

The date with Gia was fine, nothing much to it. Hungry from football practice, I took her out to get a burger and fries. I shoveled food in my mouth while she picked at hers, chatting a mile a minute. I think I grunted or said one or two noncommittal things. The chick obviously worshipped me, which usually made for some fun times getting laid. She was a pretty girl, genuine enough, but I wasn’t into her. It was her friend who had my attention.

I couldn’t wait to take Gia home. By the time I did, it was dark outside, which worked for what I had in mind. After I dropped her off, I sent Skylar a text saying I would pick her up. It was time to collect payment.

Sky:I’m busy

Yeah, that wasn’t going to work for me.

Me:Get unbusy

Sky:Not gonna happen

I moved forward one house and parked. Sky and Gia lived next to each other—convenient.

Me:I can come to the door. I’m parked out front

Two seconds later, her front door opened, and she jogged down the walkway, yanked open my passenger door, and hopped inside. “Go.”

I laughed at her flash of teeth and general pissy attitude. A park nearby offered enough privacy for what I wanted from her. The air felt charged between us, and her nearness affected me in ways I couldn’t wait to explore. I turned into the parking lot and picked a spot not too far from a streetlight. I wanted to see her.

Awareness and expectation buzzed over my skin like the best kind of high. It had taken all my willpower to keep to the speed limit and maintain my destination rather than pulling up to the curb and yanking her over the console and into my lap. The taste of her lips still lingered on mine from earlier in the basement. The erotic fantasy had played in my head on repeat throughout the day. I couldn’t wait to have all of her. I wanted to hear the sounds she made when I buried myself inside her.

Sky glanced at her phone then shot off a text. “Thanks for making the date with Gia a good one.”

“Sure.” My grin held every predatory thought rolling around in my mind. “Now you owe me. A hand job should do it.” I parked and patted my Range Rover’s console for her to hop onto on over.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Her head jerked back, and she positioned herself against the door. Anger flashed in her eyes and dripped from her hostile expression. “A hand job? Are you twelve?”

“Good to know you’ve been giving out hand jobs since you were in elementary school.”

“Gah.” She gagged.

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