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Seven starts laughing, and I turn and look at him. “Goddamn, you should see your face right now. You are downright murderous.”
My eyes flit back to Dekker. “What the fuck were you doing with my stepsister?”
He shrugs. “She was in my room. Like a moth to a flame or some bullshit like that. She broke into my room and needed to be punished.”
My fists tighten in my lap. No one is supposed to touch her. “Did you fuck her?” I ask through gritted teeth.
Dekker lets out a sigh, “No. Unfortunately, I didn’t. But fuck me, she wanted it. I got her all worked up and right on the edge of her orgasm. Then I stopped and came all over the front of her pants. She ran out of my room like my dick was shooting fire at her.” He chuckles.
“I saw her run out. Man, she was in tears. I kinda felt bad.” Seven frowns, playing with his napkin.
“You assholes. All I need is for her to go to my father about that. Then I’m fucking dead!” I hiss.
“Relax, she wanted it. She’s not an innocent angel like you think she is, Xay.” Dekker stares at me. “She was grinding on my dick, trying to come. It was fucking hot.”
“I think we should make a wager.” Seven pops in. And I can already tell I’m going to hate this. “We should see who can get her to fuck first.”
“Excuse me?” I snap at him.
“Come on. It’s a great idea. I mean, she already likes me and hates Dek. And well, you’re her brother.”
“Stepbrother,” I growl.
He waves me off. “Tomato, tom-ah-to. Listen, I think it’s a great idea.” Seven smiles.
“Of course you do. You aren’t her fucking stepbrother. That immediately puts me out of the running.”
“Ah ha!” Seven sits forward. “So youwouldsleep with her! And that doesn’t put you out of the running; you aren’t her biological brother. You just may have to stop being an asshole to her.”
“I’m not sleeping with her.” I shake my head.
Don’t get me wrong, I have thought about what it would be like. She’s fucking beautiful. I would give anything to sink into her.
But it’s never going to happen, because it’s wrong.
So fucking wrong.
“Well, one down, two to go.” Seven winks at me.
And if this day couldn’t get any weirder, in walks the subject of conversation. Rory walks in with someone, who I’m guessing may be her roommate or a friend she met here.
Mel sits them across the diner, her back turned toward me. Rory has no idea that I am even in the same vicinity as her. The fact that it’s almost like she’s ignoring me, and she doesn’t even know she is.
And for some reason that angers me even more.
Without even thinking, I get up and head over to her table. I hear the guys shuffling behind me, following me.
When I get to her booth, I immediately drop in next to her. She lets out a gasp as she scoots closer to the inside of the booth.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in.” I turn toward her, my arm resting on the tabletop.
“What the fuck, Xayden? You scared the shit out of me!” Rory narrows her eyes at me for a moment before they flit over my shoulder. Her face pales at the person standing behind me: Dekker.
“Heard you had fun at our party last night. Did you get a chance to check out the whole house?” I tilt my head to the side and watch her look back and forth between me and the guys.
“Please, just go,” she pleads, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You!” My head snaps toward her roommate. She is staring down Dekker. “You are an asshole.” Dekker just stares at her, not saying a word and shrugging.