Page 41 of Evil Boys

And now the secret is out.

“Wait, I saw you dancing with a girl tonight … was it her?” His eyes narrow. “But she was with those other two girls.” He snaps his fingers as he thinks. “What was it … Irene? Iris?”

“Irina and Brooke,” I say, annoyed he’s still fishing.

His jaw drops. “Holy shit …”

My hand slowly turns into a fist on the counter.

I don’t like where this is going.

“It’s Lana? As in Lana R—”

Before he can spit out her name, I slam my hand over his mouth. “Don’t even think about it.”

But the excitement on his face tells me it’s too late to put the genie back into the bottle. Fuck.

“I swear to God, I’ll fucking sew these lips together if you say her name out loud.”

“Fine, fine,” he mumbles through my fingers.

When I lower my hand, he doesn’t relent. “Oh my God,thatgirl?” He cups his chin. “Though it makes sense, considering who her brother is.”

“Exactly, so keep your mouth shut,” I say.

His face contorts. “Does she know it’s you?”

I shake my head. “Not yet.”

He blows out a breath. “Phew. I was almost scared she was gonna come after us—Wait…” He pauses. “But your mouth smelled like pussy. You gave her head?”

I grab his shirt and pull him up close. “Don’t tell anyone. Especially not Nathan. Got it?”

He holds up his hands. “All right, all right.” He snorts. “Though, if you ask me, great taste in girls, dude.” He makes a pursed fingers gesture with both hands, brings them to his mouth, and kisses the air between them like an Italian. “Perfection. But just one problem. Wasn’t she also there to kill that dude? And we caught her in the act?” He’s counting the questions on his long, bony fingers. “And doesn’t that mean, technically, she wants to kill us?”

“Maybe,” I reply.

He smiles. “Can you put me down now?”

I slowly lower him to the floor, and he pats himself, straightening his clothes.

“Thanks.”

“So … the girl we’ve been looking for, you not only found her but gave her a lick like a goddamn lollypop…” He sniggers to himself. “And here I was thinking that party was just meant to gather money.” His eyes home in on mine, and they’re suddenly much less happy and much more riddled with savagery. “You were luring her in.”

A devilish smirk forms on my lips.

“You already knew it was her, didn’t you? How long?”

I fish the ribbon from my pocket to look at it for a moment, the memory of when I first saw that little violent kitty still etched into my brain. “I saw her walk around on campus with a red ribbon in her hair a few days ago.”

“Wow …” He taps his foot on the floor. “You know this will not go down well with Nathan, right? You, falling for the one girl who could destroy our reputation if she finds out who we are.”

I clutch the ribbon tightly. “Just as we can destroy hers.”

“Hmm …” His eyes begin to twinkle again. “You want to extort her.”

“I haven’t decided what I’m going to do with her yet,” I reply, and I tuck the ribbon back into my pocket. “But you … you’ll keep quiet about this. Tellno one.” I point my finger at his chest. “That includes Nathan, okay?”

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