Page 395 of Vicious Saint
Of Bex, Hendrix, and Beckett.
Then another text.
Cray Cray: Shame. I’m gone for two minutes and my prodigy turns sucker.
Me: Aren’t you the one spending all your free time writing poems for your girlfriend?
Me: Rebecca Dawson…the light of my life…you shine so bright in the devil's darkest night.
Waving dots appear on the screen. Then disappear. Then appear again. Signaling Cray working hard to find a swift comeback to my impeccable one.
Cray Cray: Dick. I can’t wait until next time I see you.
Me: Awww…missing me already Cray Cray? I was just with you last week.
Cray Cray: Not as much as you’ll be missing Hendrix after the English teacher bags her up.
Me: Good point…I should definitely go and interrupt Bex’s attempt to make up for lost time with Hendrix.
More dots wave, then disappear, then wave again.
Cray Cray: I swear to fuck I will fuck you up.
Me: What was that? Sorry…can’t hear you over the sound of your blue balls exploding through the phone.
Me: Which reminds me…Bex is heading your way tonight. How willing do you think she’ll be to have sex knowing you were the one who caused me to break up the party?
Cray Cray: You made your point, motherfucker. Cut the shit.
Me: Beg first.
Cray Cray: It’ll be a cold day in Hell before I beg your dumb ass for anything.
Me: Standing in three…
Cray Cray: Saint.
Me: Yes, Cray Cray? Two…
Cray Cray: Stop fucking around.
Me: One...
Me: Too-da-loo muthafuckaaaa *middle finger emoji*
“Saint Matthias Lavell!” Hendrix shouts from the front of the stage, two hands propped on the hips she’s got hidden behind a black graduation gown. “Get over here, I want pictures!”
Ignoring the sound of back to back dinging, I shove my phone in my suit jacket pocket. “I’m good where I am! Thanks.”
Hendrix all but taps her foot as she waits, looking sexy as fuck pretending to be all annoyed.
But not enough to subject me to torture.
When she realizes fake annoyance won’t work, Hendrix ups the game to swinging one side of her open gown behind her, revealing those perfect curvy hips she’s got back in full swing.
Talk about hitting below the belt.
Damn this girl.
