Page 1 of Behind the Masks
Chapter
One
“What are you dressing up as?” my brother, Warren, asked as we discussed this year’s Halloween party. Our parents had gone on a cruise to celebrate their wedding anniversary, so we were going to the biggest party of the year without having to deal with them asking us a million questions.
Dad never liked the outfits I chose.
“Slutty nurse?” one of his best friends, Alec, said with a teasing grin as he sprawled out on the couch to stretch. His gray eyes were full of taunting, knowing he was going to get under my brother’s skin.
Warren smacked the back of his head with a scowl as he dropped down beside him, forcing him to sit up.
“There’s nothing slutty about my sister. She’s sweet and untouched like an angel.”
“I saw the sex-tape. Not an angel,” Alec snorted, eyeing me. “Do you even have a gag reflex?”
A guy I’d been seeing last year leaked a video after we’d had a fun night together, and it was safe to say he hadn’t been back since Warren and his friends paid him a visit.
“Dude!” Warren spat, my mouth curving into a grin.
“No, but I wouldn’t risk putting your dick near my mouth. I mean, anyone can choke on small objects,” I answered without hesitation.
“Bitch,” he muttered, only making me grin more as I moved behind the couch, ruffling his dark brown hair. It was longer on top, the sides shaved to give him a punk vibe.
“Pin dick. Do you keep a magnifying glass in the bathroom so you can find it to pee?”
“Can you two not fight today?” Warren sighed, checking his phone. “We need to go meet the guys. Rose, are you meeting Maisie? Need a ride?”
Maisie was my best friend, and we’d been planning our outfits for this party all week. She was going as a sexy devil, and I was going as a hot librarian. Like, a really hot one.
My brother was going to kill me when he saw it.
It was my senior year of college, I was a twenty-two-year-old woman, so I wasn’t going to let him tell me what to wear. Warren and his friends were all two years older than me and always tried boss me around, but they acted like fucking children.
I had no idea how they graduated two years ago.
I was kind of grateful that they’d gone to a different college than me, giving me time away from them. They spent most of their time here growing up, and they always came back on weekends to visit since their college was only a two hour drive away.
At least once college started, they hung out at Alec or Kaye’s house more.
“Can you drop me at her house?” I asked, and Alec rolled his eyes.
“Sure. You’re in the back though. Girls in the front seat of my car are usually choking on my cock.”
“Like I said, pin dick,” I taunted, shrieking as he leaped off the couch and chased me. “Alec!”
Warren sighed but didn’t say anything, letting his friend chase me around the living room as I laughed.
I darted into the kitchen, managing to get the counter between us as a barrier.
“Now what?” I smirked, the amusement fading as he grabbed the counter and threw himself over it. His fingers wove through my long, wavy brunette hair and tugged me back hard into his chest as I tried to escape, his voice low.
“It’s cute that you thought you could outrun me.”
“Let me go, asshole,” I huffed, elbowing him in the stomach, but he barely reacted.
His fingers tightened for a second before releasing me, a devilish grin on his face.
“Not going to dress up as a slutty nurse for me? C’mon, be a pal.”
