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I wonder what Christian will think about this when I tell him.IfI tell him. I’m meant to be his pet, keeping his bed warm and his cock wet. I’m a means to an end. The same way I was for Holden. I’m the girl everyone fucks until they find the one they’re going to marry. Christian probably won’t even give a damn.

I’m almost at the academy when a car revs behind me. I move further toward the ditch, hoping they’ll go around me, but the engine revs louder. When I glance over my shoulder, I find Zeke grinning at me through his windshield.Great. Another guy who’s willing to use me to get what he wants before I’m thrown back to the wolves.

“Billie!” Zeke shouts when he rolls his window down. “Get in!”

But I ignore him, continuing my way up the hill. My thighs are going to burn once I reach the top, but I mostly blame Christian for that. I’ve been weak and shaky since he made me explode all over his fingers.

God, Iama pet! Look at me! Bitching about being the girl nobody actually wants but willing to spread my legs for them. I’m incorrigible, I know.

Zeke roars his engine, pulling in front of me to block my walking path. He rolls down the passenger window and gives me an icy glare.

“Get in the car, Billie. You don’t want to see what I’ll do if I have to get out.”

And I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s not messing around. I wanted to fight, but I quickly lost it, hopping into the passenger seat with a humph. He whips the car around so fast my neck snaps and then we’re zooming down the mountain road at dangerous speeds.

“Zeke,” I warn, reaching over to grab his hand on the shifter.

“What were you doing at Christian’s, Billie?”

I swallow hard, unsure what I should say here. They want me to betheirpet, but this morning, I was definitely Christian’s.

“Zeke, slow down,” I demand.

He whips a hard glare at me, shifting to the next highest gear as his car roars. I’m terrified, about to pass out because his eyes are on me and not on the road. But then he looks forward and pulls the hand brake, making his car slide sideways as we take a corner.

“You son of a bitch!” My scream fills the car as I hold on for dear life.

“I won’t ask you again, Bil—” He stops mid-sentence when the car fills with ringing and Christian’s name pops up on the screen.

This couldn’t be worse timing. I’m expecting Zeke to focus on driving, but he answers by pressing a button on his steering wheel.

“Maybeyoucan answer why Billie was at your place this morning,” Zeke greets in a less than friendly tone.

Christian’s chuckle comes through the speakers, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “Chill, man, she’s still ours. Nothing happened.”

I let out a strangled breath, keeping my eyes glued on the road as Zeke finally slows to a more natural fucking speed. Christian lied to him, though, and I want to know why. They want me to be their pet so they can share me, but they’re both showing signs of jealousy. I should run the opposite way, but who can blame me for staying? Two of the hottest guys in the state both want me. How can I deny them? How can I denymyself?

And it’s not entirely sexual for me either. These boys have been in my life for as long as I can remember. We’ve beenfriendsfor longer.

“I thought I left my phone there,” I say, lying through my teeth to Zeke as well.

Christian is quiet for a minute, probably waiting for Zeke to say something. He blows out a breath and shakes his head. “Sorry. I’m just—on fucking edge today.”

I’d like to ask him why, but I know he won’t tell me. Zeke can be a pretty quiet guy, telling you only what he wants you to know. This is somehow different, and it makes me uncomfortable.

“Head up, buttercup,” Christian says, adding, “I just got off the phone with Van. He and Everlee are going to be back in town this weekend. He wants the three of us to hang. You game?”

You’d think hearing Holden’s name after everything we shared and all the things I’ve endured since they left would be weird for me, but it’s not. I respect Holden—always have—and Everlee is an absolute darling. I’m so glad they found each other. In all honesty, I can only hope to find something as fucking magical as the two of them share.

“Yeah, I’m always up to hang with Van.” Zeke looks over sharply, huffing out a breath. “At your place, obviously.”

Christian lets out a groan, making me squeeze my knees together. The sound brings me right back to his bedroom and how he made my fucking body sing for him. But I shove those thoughts and these fiery feelings away when Zeke glares over at me again. He doesn’t notice anything different about me, does he? Can he tell I’m lying? Can he tell I’m pinching my knees together, hiding my soaked panties beneath my school-issued skirt?

“I’ll call you later, Christian. We’re going to be late for school,” Zeke says dryly before he hangs up, filling the cab of the car with silence.

My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest as I look anywhere but at him. His heavy breathing fills the car, and I’m afraid to look over at him in case he’s pissed off and waiting to yell at me. But when he reaches over, he grabs my thigh and pulls my legs open.

“Fuck, Billie,” he rasps out as his fingers dig into my flesh.

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