Page 21 of The Star

The door swings open before he can answer, Levi popping out and rushing me. He wraps his arms around my waist, throwing me over his shoulder like a caveman. I yell, swinging my legs manically to try and get my freedom back. “Put me down!”

I catch the evil look in Hayden’s eyes as Levi walks us through the open door, and I grit my teeth when he follows close behind us, then shuts the door. I’m slipped back down Levi’s body, placed on my shaky feet and pushed against the wall of the – I look around, trying to get my bearings – fucking janitor’s closet.

The two boys stand away from me, backs against the closed door with neutral looks gracing their faces. I press my lips together, my nostrils flaring. I consider throwing punches, but something in their eyes is telling me that’s a bad idea.

“What do you want?” I cross my arms over my chest.

Levi chuckles, but it’s Hayden who speaks. “For you to know your place.”

I scoff. “Okay, Tweedledee and Tweedledum, why don’t you tell me where that is?”

I can see how my attitude is affecting Hayden when his marble features twitch, steam about to blow from his ears and nose like in a cartoon. He comes closer, and my stomach flutters a little, but I keep my back ramrod straight so he knows I’m not afraid of him.

“Your place is wherever the fuck I want you, Logan.”

I smirk. “And where do you want me?”

He doesn’t show any emotion in his features, instead taking another step toward me while cocking his head to the side. His eyes flick to mine, then he drags them down my body and back up.

My fight-or-flight kicks in, and I’m not one to flee a fishy situation, so I grin to myself when I figure out how I can fight these fools. I’m smarter than them, and they don’t know what they’re getting into right now. Everything comes easy for them; I can smell it from a mile away with their perfectly pressed clothes and carefree attitudes. But they’ve probably never met someone like me before, never crossed the town line to Franklin and gotten involved with a bad bitch.

I can play the game better than them, and I’ll be ten steps ahead of them the entire time.

When Hayden has taken another step, putting his chest just inches from mine, I arch my back to graze him with my tits, letting my teeth slip out to bite down on my bottom lip.

“Is that how you distract people, Franklin?” He slides a hand to my waist. “With your pussy?”

My nostrils flare in anger, but I just stare at him, unbothered, my skin heating where his hand is laid.

He presses forward, putting his mouth a centimeter from mine. “Even if I think you’re pretty, I wouldn’t fuck your white trash pussy if you were the last bitch on earth.”

I crack a smile, flicking my gaze to where Levi is still standing against the door. “And you?”

He checks me out. “I’m down, ma.”

He has a twang to his voice. It isn’t polished like Carson’s and Hayden’s. He sounds like he isn’t from Luxington, almost like he’s from across the tracks. His Gucci graphic tee gives him away, though. He’s money through and through, just like the rest of them.Fake.

Hayden’s grip tightens on my waist. “No one’s going to touch you here. You’ll be lucky if anyone speaks to you.”

Remembering the fact his best friend was tongue deep in my pussy a few days ago makes a smile kick up my lips again, but I don’t give him the satisfaction of answering. I drop my shoulders a little, meeting his dark eyes again. “So, what’s the plan?”

The casual tempo to my voice has him gritting his jaw and taking a step back. “I’m watching you.”

I laugh, throwing my head back against the wall. “Ooooh, I’mterrified.”

I hear Levi snicker under his breath, amused by the fact I’m pushing his friend back. I’m positive now that they aren’t used to it, they’re used to people bending at the knee and worshipping them.

Wrong bitch.

Hayden’s gaze stays on mine, so I speak again. “Where’s Tweedledickhead? Aren’t there normally three of you?”

He smirks. “Carson had some things to take care of this morning.”

I drop my mouth open, putting a hand on my chest in mock offense. “More important than me? I’m hurt.”

“Watch your back, Franklin.” Hayden sneers.

I whisper with sarcasm lacing my voice. “Okay,Luxington.”

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