Page 81 of Evil Boys

Me: When is it going to be enough?

Kai: Do you really want to ask that question?

Me: Stop the semantics. I don’t have time for games.

Kai: You’ll make time for me and the copious number of games I intend to play with you.

Me: Fuck you.

I look up from my phone for a moment to take a breath, but my heart is unsteady. Rapid. Unlike my usual cool self, and it’s pissing me off.

Kai: I will … after you’ve screamed my name.

Me: Kiss my ass.

Kai: Come here, and I’ll lick it for you.

My jaw drops. What the f—

Me: You’re a perverted freak.

Kai: You don’t know half the things I’d do for you.

Wow. For someone so deranged, he sure has a lot of confidence. And sass, I’ll give him that.

Me: Why? You don’t know me.

Kai: No … but I want to. I want to know what you hide in that killer mind of yours.

I make an annoyed face, but at the same time, I still feel morbidly curious why he’d be so interested in me.

Kai: Tell me, kitty, what does it take to make you scream?

Me: Like I’d ever tell you.

Kai: You don’t have to. I’ll figure it out.

All the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Me: I won’t let you get close enough to even try.

Kai: Oh, I won’t need to be close to give you all the goose bumps currently scattering across your body.

I look up and turn around, checking the room, the windows, even the door, but no one is in sight. How does he—

Kai: I don’t need to see you to know exactly how your mind works. How your body feels. How your flesh reacts to my words.

My pussy thumps without my approval, and I hate it. I hate how he’s managed to speak to both the unquenchable rage coiling and twisting around my heart and the unwieldy fire burning deep inside me, yearning to be released.

Kai: But don’t worry, kitty … I’ll give your soul all the surrender it craves soon.

Me: Remember that knife in your thigh? If you tell a single person about anything I’ve done during my time at this school, I will personally come and put a knife in your fucking balls too.

I turn off the phone before he can send me any more texts and arouse me any more than I already am. Fuck. Fuck him and those dirty fucking words, and fuck that arrogant asshole.

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Nathan

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