Page 38 of Kings of Westbrook High

She fumes behind me and I grin, heading up to my room to take a long, hot shower. Once I'm done and satisfied, I walk out in my towel to grab some clothes from my suitcase sat in the closet that stretches across the entire left wall. I dig out a pair of faded black shorts with a white tank and a hoodie I can tie around my waist just in case I get cold on the beach later.

“She definitely got herself off in there.”

I jump and spin around to find Kai lying back on my bed with his arms folded beneath his head. Wren sits back in the armchair by the windows and Damon leans his shoulder on the wall by the door, shamelessly eyeing me and my half naked form. He smirks, cocky as fuck, and I know I've been caught.

“Don't even flatter yourself, big brother.” I play it off, tightening the short towel around my body. “A dick's a dick and yours felt good on my ass. Fuckin' sue me.”

The twins laugh at me and I roll my eyes, lifting my hands when they all just stay there staring at me.

“What do you want?”

“You can't wear those downstairs.” Wren tells me, tipping his jean at my clothes. “They won't even let you through the door.”

I sigh and grind my teeth, side eyeing the designer dresses hung up in the closet. “Then I'm not going.”

“Quit bein’ a little brat.” Kai teases, standing to spin me to face the mirror. “With a body like that..” He raises a brow, reaching over me to grab something. “You should show it off a helluva lot more often than you do.”

I glare at his reflection when he holds up a tiny little red dress in front of me, so tiny it'll barely cover my ass and pussy. “Fuck, no.”

“Why not?”

“Have you seen it?”

“I like it.”

“Then you can wear it.” I fire back, shoving it at his chest.

They laugh at me again and I growl, moving my eyes across the three. “You're all pricks.”

“We never pretended to be nice.” Kai teases, kissing my cheek before he turns to find me something else.

No, you only pretend to be assholes.

He tosses me a ridiculous hot pink dress and I toss it back at him, grabbing my clothes with one hand and clutching my towel with the other. “Aren't you boys supposed to be the big bad bosses around here? Can't you just call downstairs and tell them I can wear whatever the fuck I want?”

Damon rolls his lips to hide a grin and Kai laughs, shaking his head. “No can do, sorry.”

I glare because I know he's lying, the fucker.

Wren shakes his head at us and walks over to take a look, pulling out a half decent black dress with more fabric on it than all the ones Kai offered me combined.

“Here.” He eyes me, licking his lips. “You'll look good in this.”

I cock my head and take it from him, hiding a laugh when he hits me with a big ass grin, proud of himself because he knows I like it.He’s sweet as fuck when he wants to be, and this isn't the first time I've found myself wondering how the hell that little Freya whore didn't see what was right in front of her when she had the chance, because beneath that bad boy I don't give a fuck attitude he wears so well, he's actually a great fucking guy and any girl would be lucky to be loved by him.

He frowns and I look away, feeling hella awkward when I realize he's just read my mind. The others eye me just as curiously so I take the dress and walk into the bathroom to throw it on. I make a point to flick the lock on the door, shaking my head when I hear Kai laughing at me on the other side.

“Fucker.”

Once I'm dressed, I exit the bathroom and walk over to the mirror, fluffing my hair out a while I study my own reflection. The dress is skin tight, sitting mid thigh, and the neckline sits straight across my chest with two thin spaghetti straps holding it up. It has two mesh slips on both sides that slide up to my hips so I can't wear any underwear, but other than that, it's not all that bad.

“Fuck me.” Kai hisses, biting his fist while he stares at my ass. “You sure we can't share-”

Damon smacks the back of his head and I laugh, leaning over to grab my black eyeliner.“You boys really think she'll open her mouth to me?” I ask, pretending I don't feel their eyes on my body while I draw my wings. “I know she's a fuckin' psycho but she's not stupid.”

Silence.

I roll my eyes and turn around, raising a brow while I look across the three. “Seriously?”

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