Page 97 of Vicious Saint
Because statutoryanythingis not a moral grievance I’m willing to ignore.
“Okay, good.” I let out a shaky breath. “Shit, man. Lead with that next time.”
“You’re s-tho funny,” she replies, the small lisp I’ve grown desensitized to peeking through.
It’s such a contrast, hearing this vocal immaturity coming from a sixteen year old, who, by the way, looksnothinglike a sixteen year old.
Especially not in this magenta spaghetti strap bikini.
Shit, not even I’m brave enough for one of those. I happily draw the line at high waist and shaping.
Save the extravagance for the girls up top, you know?
“I have my moments,” I tell her plainly.
Theory swims over to rest her arms on the edge of the pool. “So tell me, how does it feel to be the hottest girl in school?”
I nearly choke on air. “What the heck did you just say?”
“I said…how does it feel—”
“That was a hypothetical, Theory.”
She laughs again. “So…how does it?”
“Wouldn’t know…’cause I’m not.”
“You totally are. At least in big bro’s eyes.”
I have no idea how to respond to that.
Not a clue.
Because once upon a time I knew Saint was attracted to me. Even if it was just from the joy of the chase. But now? After all that’s happened? There’s no fucking way.
“Yeah, sorry to burst your bubble. But your bigbro’sbeen feeling nothing but hostility toward me lately.”
“Oh, please. He’s been obsessed with you for months.”
There’s a marring of disgust on my face, but my insides?
Well, a backstabber's story is not one worth telling.
“Did you not see how he acted the day you guys showed up at the condo?”
A frown forms between her brows, as if knowing I’m right.
“Why is that exactly? He’s been refusing to tell me.”
The information is not necessarily new, given if Saintdidtell Theory what I said, I’m sure she’d prefer drowning me in the pool instead of demanding two Coladas from Benson the way she is now.
The fact he still hasn’t is not something gone unnoticed, or without lack of appreciation.
Even if it’s only to spare his sister’s feelings.
Saint may be a psycho, but his loyalty to those he cares about is unmatched.
“Theory,” Stanley warns from across the pool.
