Page 172 of Evil Boys

Lana: So you want me to come now? Like a dog?

Me: Not like a dog, but if you want to get on all 4s for me, I won’t deny you the opportunity.

I smirk at the thought of watching her crawl to me. Good God, the hard-on I already have. I should definitely not be doing this in the middle of class, but I’m bored, so why the hell not.

Lana: Ur just like your friends.

Me: Y?

Lana: All you do is use and destroy.

I frown, confused. Where is this coming from?

Me: Did something happen that I’m not aware of?

Lana: Ask your fucking friends.

Okay, now I really need to know more, so I open my conversation with Nathan.

Me: Did you talk with Lana?

It takes him a while to respond.

Nathan: Talk is a big word.

My hand tightens around the phone.

Me: WDYD?

Nathan: Milo and I had some fun with her.

Me: Without me?

Nathan: She’s ours too.

Me: Would’ve been nice of you to tell me.

Since when does he keep shit from me?

Nathan: Now u know.

Me: She’s angry. Why?

Nathan: Bcuz I told her I wasn’t planning on sending those photos to her brother.

I sigh out loud and rub my face.

God-fucking-dammit.

If he said that straight to her face, she’s gonna go ballistic.

I get up from my seat and storm out in the middle of class.

“Excuse me, Mr. Torres, where are you going?” the teacher asks, but I ignore him. “Mr. Torres?”

I don’t care that I’ll miss important information. I need to find her. Now.

I bolt out of the building and call her on my phone.

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