Page 109 of Brutal Little Secrets

Damon narrows his eyes on Olivia. “Did she know she was taking a drug?”

“Why are you angry? I did what you wanted.” Olivia glares at Damon. “You wanted a little theater nerd, so I brought you one.”

“I also said willing. This doesn’t look willing. Did you slip her the drug?” Damon glances at us. I sit next to Keira on the bed. She sways like we’re on a boat.

Olivia glances at Keira. “It’s her fault. She drank what I gave her without asking questions. Honestly, she should know better.”

“I don’t feel well.” Keira clutches her stomach.

I go into Chase’s bathroom and wet a washcloth with cool water before coming back in. Olivia has her arms crossed like we’re interrupting her fun time with nonsense. I sit beside Keira and put the cool cloth on the back of her neck.

“That feels nice.” Keira’s smile is loose, and her words slurred.

Hawk squats in front of her and meets my gaze. “Cam’s finding someone who can give us a lift. She can’t ride in this state.”

I nod, but I’m nervous for Keira. She’s been nice to me. Honestly, she’s been more of a friend than Mia. Rage wells inside me. Where does Olivia get off with targeting us? Is it because we can’t fight back?

“Why are they here, Damon?” Olivia demands. “You told me it would be just us.”

“You told me you’d bring someone willing. Not that you would drug some random girl at the party so you could rape her.” Damon’s voice is colder than I’ve heard it in a long time.

“Girls can’t rape girls.” Olivia looks away.

“Did she consent, Olivia?” Damon stalks closer. “Did she say yes, I want to fuck you and whoever else you get to party with us? Did she ask to be fucking drugged?”

“This was all a fucking trap anyway, so what do you care?” Olivia looks like she’s ready to storm out.

“You put drugs in someone’s drink.” Damon’s voice is low. “You don’t know what else she might have in her system that would fuck with it. Instead of getting her medical attention when she said she wasn’t feeling well, you brought her here to rape her. Fuck you, Olivia.”

“What about your whore?” Olivia gestures to me with her chin. “That’s the real reason I’m here, right? You’re going to tell me to fuck off again. Like you don’t want to fuck me.”

“I don’t want to fuck you!” Damon says. “Get it into your fucking head already. I’ve never wanted to fuck you.”

Cam shows up in the doorway. “Truck’s outside.”

His gaze roams over all of us.

“Will you carry her?” I ask softly.

Cam nods and scoops Keira up into his arms. She groans and clutches her stomach. “We’ll grab a bucket on the way out.”

When I stand and turn to follow them, Damon pulls me into a hug. I rest my head against his chest and breathe out, taking comfort in his warmth.

“Go on. I’ll take care of this.” Damon presses a kiss to the top of my head.

I draw away and look up into his eyes.

“Yes, run away.” Olivia smirks. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your man warm.”

Something settles inside me, like the center of a storm. She’s never going to give up on Damon. Fuck this bitch.

I straighten and turn to Olivia. “What the fuck is it going to take to make you see he’ll never be yours because he’s mine?”

“For now.” She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “I’ve been waiting years for him.”

“Why can’t you get this into your head?” I run a hand through my hair while Hawk stands next to Damon and Cam holds Keira next to the door. They’re all watching me.

Fuck it. I step closer to Olivia. Her heels make her taller than me, but I don’t give a shit.