Page 19 of Reckless Rebel

I shrug again. “I don’t want to overwhelm her,” I answer honestly.

“Are you coming to the BBQ on Sunday?” She questions, and I smile at her sitting here and willingly making conversation with me.

“Are you actually trying to make nice with me, Little Red? Never thought I'd see the day.”

She huffs, “Look, Sofia is really excited, so just don't let her down, okay?” I can see how hard it is for her to sit here and be polite to me. I know what she thinks of me, it’s what everyone thinks of me.

Yet despite me knowing that I still find myself agreeing to her. “I won't let her down.”

“Promise?” The tone in her voice is vulnerable for the first time.

“Pinky,” I answer too quickly thanks to being around Elle.

Riley smiles. “You do pinky promises?” She seems outraged at the thought of it.

“Doesn’t everyone?” I grab her hand and force her little finger to curl around mine and the smile she lets out then, lights up her whole face.

Out of nowhere I find myself wanting to lean into her, missing the feel of someone's lips pressed against my own. The intimacy of such a moment, but reality comes crashing down just in time.

“What the hell is going on here?” Dick Douchington’s angry voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

“Rick!” Riley exclaims in surprise. “This isn't what it looks like,” she adds immediately, and when I take in our position on the bed, with me sans shirt, I laugh.

“What does it look like, Riles?” I tease, and she gives me that death glare I’ve come to know.

Dick beats her to the answer. “It looks like you are trying it with my girlfriend. Again!” He snaps and I laugh.

“Dicky, if I wanted your girlfriend I wouldn't need to try, trust me.”

Riley snaps her head to mine. “Excuse me, I think we have established I’d rather die sad and alone than be one of your little groupies.”

“Hey, you came in here looking for me, not the other way around, Sweetheart. You interrupted my dick sucking.” I feel the anger starting to burn in a delicious way through my body, getting me close to the high I was chasing before.

“Sub par dick sucking, by the looks of things,” she claps back.

“Oh yeah? Well, show me what that mouth can do, Red?” I signal to my already open jeans and she scoffs.

She jumps to her feet with another scoff. “Come near me with that virus carrier and I’ll bite it off.”

“Conrad, I swear to god,” Rick starts, taking a step towards and I drag myself to my feet, allowing my 6ft 3 frame to tower over him.

“You don’t wanna go there with me, Dicky,” I say it like a joke, but let the darkness that resides inside of me, shine bright in my stare. I know he’s heard of what goes down at the Ring and I’d gladly welcome his face into my fist.

Riley steps in between us. “Just leave it Rick, he isn’t worth it.” I laugh, ain’t that the truth.

“Yeah, Dick, listen to your girlfriend.” I give him my most ‘fuck you’ smile as I neck the rest of the whiskey.

She pushes him towards the door as he says, “I’m watching you, Rebel.”

“Good, you might actually learn how to fuck your girl,” I bite back, as Riley gets him out the door before he can respond.

She storms back over to me. “Seriously? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“So fucking much, Riles, where would you like me to start?” I pull a joint from my pocket, and light it up under her disgusted stare.

She shakes her head. “As if I actually thought I could push past your man whore ways and be nice to you for the sake of my sister.”

“Our sister,” I fume, and she laughs.

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