Page 64 of Reckless at Westbrook High

“Right fuckin’ now.”

He grins and I grin back, snatching his hand to pull him up with me. We walk across the hall to clean up in the bathroom and then make our way out to the parking lot, stopping when we get to my car so I can leave the key in the glove box for Kai, knowing he’ll need to drive mine while he’s pretending to be me. I shoot him a quick text to let him know where it is and pocket my phone, looking at Levi when I catch him staring at me like I’m crazy.

“What?”

“You know someone could steal that, right?”

“You know I’m a Kingston brother, right?” I fire back, smirking at him over my shoulder while we walk for his Audi parked a couple spots over. “No one’s gonna steal my car, Lev, and if they do, I’ll just buy a new one.”

He laughs and shakes his head at me, sliding into the driver’s seat while I do the same on the passenger side.

“You hungry?” he asks, lifting his arm to the back of my chair while he twists in his seat to reverse out.

I chew my lip and stare at his form, appreciating the way his body looks all stretched out like that. His white t-shirt clings to his chest like a second skin and I drop my eyes to his abs, barely resisting the urge to reach out and lift it up to get a look at the marks I left there.

“Wren.”

The sound of his snappy ass voice brings me back and I jump a little bit, hiding a grin when I realize that’s probably the third or fourth time he’s said my name.

“Fucking hell,” he whispers to himself, shifting his hips to adjust his cock in his jeans.

He keeps his eyes on the road while he drives and I take my phone out to hide my amusement, enjoying the fact I seem to affect him as much as he affects me.

Kai: There’s lube in my nightstand if you want it.

Wren: Fuck off.

“Where’d you wanna go?”

“Dinner and a movie?” I joke, making him laugh.

I pocket my phone again and he turns the car around to head towards the edge of the city, smirking when I frown.

“Where are you going?”

“Dinner and a movie.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“Nope.”

My frown deepens but I don’t argue. Instead I lean back in my seat and keep my mouth shut, looking down when he reaches over to link my fingers with his.

Dinner and a movie..

Well, okay then.

Chapter Eighteen

Wren

“Dude, what the fuck are you doing?” I ask, laughing at him when he wiggles his brows and hops over the center console to climb into the back seat.

“Dinner and a movie,” he says again, slower this time. “Get your ass back here.”

I shake my head at him but do as I’m told, tossing him the McDonalds bag we picked up just now before I climb over to sit next to him. He places our drinks in the cup holders and leans back against the door, pulling me back between his legs. I freeze at that, pulling my brows in when he casually digs through the takeout bag to toss me some fries and a burger.

“What–”

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