Page 46 of Nightmare

I flick my eyes up and over her head, to spot Olivia standing behind us, her mouth twisted into an evil smirk.

Fuck me.

Olivia takes a step forward, pressing herself against Erin’s back, speaking into her ear loud enough for me to hear, “You should know that he has herpes.”

Then she takes a step back, spins on her heel and walks away.

Erin’s eyes find mine, and I cringe, “I don’t.”

Her mouth opens, but words don’t come out. I think she’s in shock. I see her hand before I feel it. Like slow motion, she raises it then slaps me straight across the face.

Her voice is a shriek when she finally speaks, “You piece of shit!”

I cringe again, “I don’t have herpes!”

My voice is just loud enough that the people in our vicinity turn to look at me, then they all start moving away from me like it’s an airborne virus.

Oh, my fucking god. I am going to kill Olivia Jade.

Erin storms away from me, I’m left standing on the dance floor with a dozen people watching me, my cheek tingling. I look across the club to search for Olivia, I find her sitting with Summer and my boys, all of them grinning to themselves.

I move like a cat through the club, avoiding the writhing bodies, approaching Olivia with a scowl on my face.

“Do you feel better?”

She sighs, staring down at her nails like she’s bored, “A little.”

“Olivia.”

Her eyes find mine, and our gaze’s lock. The club around us disappears and I take a heavy swallow before speaking through the gravel in my throat, “Let’s go.”

“I’m having a drink.” She says, eyes darting towards the table to avoid me.

I shake my head at her, grab her arm to yank her out of her chair and pull her into my body. “Walk.”

She doesn’t say a word, just turns on a heel and starts heading through the club.

My heart is racing, I can feel the anger pulsing through my veins like venom. I flex my hands at my side, trying to calm down before I have her outside in the calm and cool night – because I feel like tearing into her.

The bouncer opens the door silently, letting us pass through onto the sidewalk. Her mouth is on mine before I can round the corner of the building and into the alley, so I pick her up to wrap her legs around my waist so I can move us into darkness. Her teeth nipping at my lips and her breath panting against my skin.

Her eyes keep mine captive as she reaches between us to pop the button on my jeans, then slide my zipper down.

The world doesn’t exist around us, just the need to feel each other, to claim each other like two animals.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Olivia

My back is digginginto the cold, hard brick of the building, Travis’s eyes are piercing me, and my hand lingers on his zipper.

His mouth comes down on mine, hard and punishing. He’s angry. He’s angry that I embarrassed him in front of all those people. I just couldn’t fucking take seeing him kiss that girl. I needed to get rid of her.

It was that, or I was going to drag her out by her hair. I feel like I chose the right solution to the problem.

Our tongues battle each other, Travis reaches down to rip my panties off, tearing the fabric and bunching it up in his fist before slipping it in his pocket.

He pulls back to look between us at the swollen flesh of my pussy, he groans before digging his hands into my ass where he’s holding me up.

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