Page 51 of Insatiable

I exhale. “Anyway,” I begin, wetting my lips and wondering if I should mention her name. Would he give a shit if I kissed my sister’s best friend? Is that even a bad thing? “See how you weren’t able to come camping…” I stop, knowing he’s going to laugh at me when I say it was my first kiss. He knows I’m a virgin, that’s about it. “We all played dares.”

Jason grimaces. “Glad I didn’t go. WasLuciellathere?”

“She left five minutes in.”

He nods. “Good.”

I might not give a shit what she does, but he’s the protective big brother that I should be. Though sometimes he’s a controlling prick and wants to wrap her up in cotton wool and keep her away from all men in the world.

“I was dared to… to k-kiss someone.” I swallow, annoyed with myself for stuttering. “I did kiss someone.”

“Right,” Jason replies, confused. “Is that a big thing?”

“It was the first time I’d ever done it.”

With a disbelieving sound, he tilts his head. “You’re eighteen, dude. The fuck have you been doing?”

I shrug. “I’ve not been interested.”

He crosses his arms. “Do you fancy her?”

Don’t laugh, but I haven’t done this before.The best eight words I’ve ever heard in my eighteen years of walking this earth.

“Yep.”

He slaps my shoulder and I tense, only relaxing when he pulls it away. “Well, at least the little bro is off the mark. Did you bone her?”

I laugh. “No one says bone, Jason. Old bastard.”

“I’m twenty-nine, you dick.”

I sigh. “Well Stacey—”

“Woah. Wait. You kissed Stacey? Does she not hate your guts?”

I huff, pulling up at the manor gates and waiting for security to open them. “Yes.”

Jason blows out a breath. “Good luck with that.”

I know. I’m going to need it. Because when I get into this house, I’m going to have to hide in my room.Luciellais having an indoor pool party with her friends. As much as I’ve witnessed Stacey in a swimsuit countless of times, I don’t think I’d handle seeing her now, knowing what it feels like to kiss her.

And I’m going to do it again.

Luciellais going to fucking hate me.

Keep going, Stacey had said to me in the tent, while in my lap with her tongue down my throat, and I fully intend to keep fucking doing so.

“We’re out of ice!”Tylarexclaims. “Stacey, it’s your run.”

When she nods and gets out of the pool, I avert my eyes. Seeing her wet body will only make my fascination worse. I alreadyscreenshottedand cropped a pictureTylarposted on social media an hour ago before my friends forced me to come down here.

All those years of teasing her have finally come back to bite my ass. It’s typical that the first girl I’m interested in turns out to be the one I’ve bullied since I was fifteen. My friends helped by targetingTylarandLuciella, but my sole purpose was to make Stacey’s life hell.

For absolutely no reason.

I’ve lost count of how many times she’s given me the middle finger, shoved me and called me a fucking asshole.

All deserved of course.

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