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“It will. See you Monday here again. It’s carwash day.” He nods and I roll my eyes at him. “Green bikini this time.”

“Okay, boss.”

Is it wrong to like something that’s so wrong for you but makes you feel good in the most twisted way possible?

That’s how I feel about him.

And that’s exactly it—the point.

Chad makes me feel alive.

Chapter16

Chad

By the time Monday came I was like a vicious, hungry dog.

The moment Billie skipped onto the drive in her little emerald bikini, I decided I had to have her. The fucking car could wait.

Days later, it’s still waiting. I indulge in her and the more I take, the more I can’t get enough. Even when I think I’ve had my fill, I take one look at her and get hungry all over again.

When I’m not with her, I miss her more than I should and I know I’m in trouble

for doing so.

The only break I force myself to take from Billie’s body is the following Friday night because I’m meeting the guys at Ilya’s house.

I would have skipped out on the meetup but decided to go as I’ve barely spent any time with them since Billie came on the scene.

When I get there, rage fills me when I see the guys invited Jenna. Everyone is out by the pool, drinking and messing around. It looks more like a party than us hanging out the way I thought we would.

Whenever we go to each other’s houses, we normally play pool and get high.

Maksim—the fucking asshole that he is—raises a beer to me and laughs.

I’m not sure if he’s already drunk, or high, or both.

Jenna skips over to me the moment I walk in, throwing her arms around me.

“I couldn’t wait to see you,” she bubbles, shaking her hair and pushing her breasts into my chest.

I step out of her embrace and she pouts, reminding me of a little kitten.

“Not now, Jenna.”

“Then when? I’m wearing one of those lacy black thongs you like. Come on, we have the whole of upstairs free, or we can stay here and get in the hot tub.”

I had Billie in my hot tub the other day.

Billie…

I blink when Jenna shoves a hand into my chest.

“What the fuck is with you? And why the interest in thatnewgirl?” She folds her arms under her breasts.

I sneer and glare at her. “It seems you’re forgetting who you’re talking to.”

She instantly backs down, looking cautious.

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