Page 107 of Brutal Little Secrets

Damon

Hawk has Evan, leaving me free to do what I need to do. I’m sure Fletcher reminded Chase about locking bedrooms. If not, Hawk will. The good news is Chase doesn’t have a keyed lock on his door. He’ll set the lock and use an interior door key to get into it later.

Most people will try a knob and move on if it’s locked, figuring it’s occupied.

I’m planning for the girls to come to his door at the right time because Olivia is supposed to be bringing me someone willing and drugged. Fuck this girl. Like I need to mess around with chicks high on drugs. I’ve got Evan to take care of my every need.

Olivia’s desperation is worrisome. Is there no boundary she won’t push? Is she really that bored? Or is it something more? I don’t know her home life or what might be going on outside of school. But I don’t give a shit because she’s decided to focus on me and threatened to drug Evan. She also helped Chase ruin my life. The problem is her father is rich enough to get her out of anything, including a drug charge.

The only reason I can find why she wants me is because she can’t have me. Nothing else makes sense. She’s not asking me todate her. She wants to fuck me. Maybe it’s a numbers game. A collect-them-all type of thing.

Or maybe she thinks once I’ve had her, I won’t want to give her up. Fuck that noise.

About ten minutes ago, Olivia showed up at the party. She’s looking for me, but I’m avoiding her. My job is to make sure Jackson isn’t here and get our game pieces lined up. Cam is playing party captain. Hawk’s goal is to keep an eye on Evan.

We have plans to ensure we come out on top. It just depends on the moves of the other people. The main plan is for me and Evan to put on a performance for Olivia and catch the storm on video to use as blackmail or to broadcast at school. Olivia’s choice.

I’m not showing anyone an inch of Evan though. The plan is to use the video later for Chase. We talked it through in the shower as I fucked her against the tile wall—slowly, since she’s sore from last night. Her skirt tonight will hide whether we’re actually fucking. It just has to look like we’re fucking to get Olivia to explode.

“Why don’t we just fuck?” Evan’s voice was breathless. Pretty sure my little devil likes to put on a performance. But not this time.

“Because that’s for us, little devil. Only us.”

Every inch of her is ours, and I’m not sharing it with anyone else.

As much as I want to fulfill her every fantasy, I may be too possessive to show anyone else that part of us.

We need to keep track of the players and make sure the girls head to Chase’s room at the right time for optimum results. Cam will keep Chase distracted so he won’t come investigate or notice Evan isn’t where he left her.

Olivia has her friend Megan with her. They both have on short skirts and barely-there tops. Their pinkies hooked together as they walk through the party.

Megan might be collateral damage. It can’t be helped. Olivia’s overstepped one too many times. It’s time she learns the hard way she’s never going to have me.

EvanAnn

This isn’t like last weekend’s party at Olivia’s where the room was dark. Hawk and I are out in the open. Mia continues to flirt with Liam and Fletcher. It won’t be long before they end up in one of the bedrooms upstairs.

Hawk leans forward to talk with me. It’s casual looking, but his knuckles brush my bare knees, sending sparks through my system. We talk aboutRomeo and Juliet.

It’s nothing like the blatant flirting happening next to us, but I love that Hawk wants to talk Shakespeare with me. And not just surface stuff like Chase does.

My phone buzzes.

Sex God:

Now

I glance up at Hawk and nod.

“Should we move inside?” Hawk rises.

Liam and Fletcher stand with him like they’re in on the plan, but the only ones who know are the four of us, and Mia knows some. Mia squeezes my hand as we follow the guys inside.

The outside was quiet compared to in here. Music plays, drowning out other noises. The lights are down low, and peopleare making out on every available surface. There’s a group sitting in a circle on the living room floor spinning a bottle.

Two girls crawl to each other and kiss while the others cheer. I never really explored parties with Chase. He stayed outside by the beer pong table. It was a safe space I never wandered from. I never participated, and he never pushed me to do anything more.

Honestly, the fact he didn’t really want me did me a favor. He didn’t push me.