Page 103 of Kings of Westbrook High

I nod and he kisses me right here in front of everyone, taking my hand to pull me out through the driver’s side like he can’t bear to let me go long enough for me to walk around.

Stupid girly girl grin.

Get a hold of yourself, Callie.

The boys form their human triangle around me while we walk for the main doors and I pretend not to notice the prying eyes following them and their every move.

Not sure I’ll ever get used to that.

Kai stares at the coffee shop receipt in his hand with a big ass pout on his face and I tip my chin. “What’s that?”

“I told her to write her number on it.” He shrugs, handing it to me. “That’s what I got.”

I take it and look down, eyeing the numbers on the paper.

3825-968-54647866

“The hell kinda number is that?” Wren frowns, lifting his eyes to mine when I bark out a laugh. “What?”

“This girl’s got some balls on her, fuck boy.” I smirk, taking my burner phone out to show them the buttons on it. “Look at the letters beneath the numbers. It says fuck you, Kingston.”

Kai locks his jaw, snatching the receipt to take another look. “That bitch.”

I laugh some more, tipping my chin at Rachel when she rocks up with my morning mocha latte. “Thank you.”

“Where’s mine, Ray-Ray?” Kai teases, stealing mine to take a sip.

“You think I’m made of money, rich boy?” She raises a brow, looking back to me. “Let’s go, queen bitch. I need some visuals on this dirty foursome I can’t stop fantasizing about.”

I shake my head at her and move to follow, hiding a grin when Damon snatches my hand to spin me back. He slides his arms around my waist and pulls me into him, taking my mouth with his right here in the middle of the hall.

“You gonna miss me, big brother?” I tease, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck.

He nods, leaning down to speak in my ear. “Wanna skip first period and ride me on the weight bench in the gym?”

My thighs clench and I bite down on my bottom lip, hiding a moan. “Meet me there in twenty minutes?”

“Fifteen.”

I laugh at that, snatching my coffee back from Kai before I walk away.

“Make me look good, sister.” He calls after me, smirking like an asshole when I flip him off.

“I’m still pissed at you for this, by the way.”

“No you’re not.” He grins, laughing when I roll my eyes because yeah, okay, he’s right about that.

Chapter 27

Callie

I pull my brows in, wondering why the hell this girl’s crying her heart out over the asshole telling her she’s not good enough for him.

Don’t cry, bitch.

Punch him in the dick.

I sigh and turn the page, grinning a moment later when she does what I told her to.

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