Page 45 of Reckless at Westbrook High

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“You want him so fuckin’ bad.”

I glare at that, reaching over to snatch my joint from Kai’s mouth. “Shut the fuck up.”

He grins and I lock my jaw, cutting my eyes back to his when I feel him watching me.

“What?”

“You didn’t deny it,” he shrugs, sighing when my glare deepens. “You know no one’s about to judge you, right?”

“It’s not about that, Kai,” I mutter, leaning my forearms on the railing to look at the lights of the city below us.

“What is it then?” he asks quietly, dropping his eyes to my hands, and it’s only now I realize I’m brushing my thumb over the tattoo on my wrist. “What are you so afraid of?”

I link my fingers together and keep my mouth shut, knowing the answer but refusing to admit it out loud.

Him.

I’m afraid of him.

Kai starts to speak again, but then my bedroom door opens and I turn to look over my shoulder, rolling my eyes when Freya walks inside dressed in a tiny pair of black shorts and a cropped tank.

“Damn. She looks hot.”

I raise a brow at that, eyeing him. “You wanna take her off my hands for the night?”

“You think she’d believe me if I told her I was you?”

“Probably, yeah.”

He laughs quietly and snatches my roach to toss it in the dirt, tilting his head for me to follow him inside. I do and she jumps a little bit, frowning when she realizes we’re coming right for her. She opens her mouth to say something, but we don’t give her the chance before Kai grabs one arm and I grab the other, lifting her off her feet to carry her out.

“What are you doing?” she snaps, frantically kicking her legs out in a pathetic attempt to escape.

We ignore her and drag her ass back to her own room, tossing her down on the bed where she belongs. I move for the door and look at Kai, hiding a grin when he reaches into the nightstand and tosses her the hot pink vibrator he bought her at the store this morning.

“Knock yourself out, little pixie,” he winks, sliding his tongue back and forth between his teeth while he follows me out to the hall.

She jumps off the bed like she’s about to argue and I shut the door in her face, quickly taking my new key out from the pocket of my sweats to lock her inside.

“Wren!” she screams, banging her fist against the wood, but we just grin, proud of ourselves for installing a lock that actually works.

It took us a couple hours and a few YouTube videos to get it done, but that’s besides the point.

“You can’t be serious!” she shouts, still banging like a lunatic. “You’re really gonna keep me locked up in here like a prisoner?”

“There’s always another way out if you’re that desperate to leave.” Kai jokes, smirking when she growls and curses us to hell and back.

We both laugh like assholes and I follow him back to my bedroom, tossing her room key into the drawer of my nightstand for safe keeping.

“You know she’s gonna start comin’ back at you if you keep denying her like this,” he informs me, dropping down on my bed with his arm folded beneath his head. “Maybe I should fuck her as you, keep her off your ass for a bit.”

“You do that,” I mutter, rolling my eyes when he cocks his head like he’s actually considering it.

He wouldn’t fuck her if his life depended on it, and even if he did, I wouldn’t give a shit.

She means nothing to me.

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