Page 137 of Brutal Little Secrets

She sets her fork down and frowns.

“You’ll sit out here as their whore, but not as my girlfriend?” Chase fucking Chadwick. Still a fucking stupid name. I should have known he’d do something stupid.

Evan goes pale, but she doesn’t cower. She arches an eyebrow like he’s beneath her.

“Did you have something to say to my girlfriend?” I stand and turn to face Chase.

We’re about the same height and build, but I’m quicker and not a wuss like him. He glares at me.

“Girlfriend?” he spits out. Chase laughs, sharp and bitter. “You don’t honestly want us to believe you’re not just toying with her. Using her because she’s naive.”

“Fuck you.” Evan stands next to me, but I put my arm in front of her and try to push her back behind me. She moves around my arm. “You fucked anything that moved while we were together. Then, when I wouldn’t put out, you left me in the middle of nowhere. Oh, you would have come back to save me after you fucked someone at the party. Such a gentleman.”

Chase narrows his eyes, and I step between them. Evan shifts again. This girl is going to kill me. And where the fuck are Hawk and Damon? They should be done by now.

“It’s not like you’d even touch my dick, EvanAnn.” He sneers at her. “We were dating months. What did you expect me to do when all I got from you was a few kisses?”

“I don’t know? Maybe wait like you said you would, or break up with me.” Evan’s livid. “But that wouldn’t work with your plan for your dad, would it? You couldn’t bring a different girl home every night because then daddy wouldn’t tell his producer friends what a reliable guy you are. Instead, you said you were with me.”

He takes a step toward her.

I lower my chin and get in his face. “Take another step toward her, and I’ll fucking flatten you. I don’t give a shit if I get suspended, but my guess is you don’t want that right now. Daddy’s probably on the warpath since your party blew up.”

Chase’s blue eyes search mine. The moment he realizes what we did hits him. There’s a flash of anger, but then a mask falls over his face and he smiles like there’s absolutely nothing wrong in the world. He steps back.

Fucking actors.

“I wouldn’t get comfortable, EvanAnn.” Chase glances toward her. “Everyone knows the Devil’s trio don’t keep girls for long. You’ll be back.” His blue eyes meet mine, and he smirks. “They always come back.”

Chapter 41

EvanAnn

I was ready to have it out with Chase at lunch, practically vibrating with rage, but he disappeared into the school. He’s wrong though. I’m not stupid enough to go back to him, ever. Fool me once…

My hands are still trembling as Cam and I settle back at the table, when Hawk and Damon come out. The other tables are still talking about the confrontation. Damon’s mouth presses tight while Cam tells him what happened.

I take Damon’s hand and lean into him so he won’t go and do something stupid. Hitting Chase at a party is one thing. Hitting him at school would get him suspended. Suspension might mean no hockey. I’m not letting Chase Chadwick take anything else away from us. I’ll protect Damon’s future with all I have.

Damon settles, but Hawk looks too still, like he’s planning something. Cam glances at Hawk, and Hawk subtly nods his head. What the fuck are they planning?

I can’t be everywhere the guys are, but I need to try to make them think this through. Before we leave lunch, I clear my throat to get their attention.

“No one gets suspended because of that asshole.” I meet each of their eyes. “We can take care of him outside of school.”

Hawk smirks. “Yes, Annie.”

He draws me into him and kisses me.

I shake my head at him as he winks. Cam kisses me next.

He lifts his head. His face is serious as he searches my eyes while cupping my face. “If I put you behind me, that doesn’t mean find a way around, goody. I like you fierce, but if I needed to take down that fucker, I could have hurt you.”

My heart swells as I grab his wrists. “I need to stand up for myself too.”

“And you’re hot when you do.” He kisses me again. “We’ll figure it out.”

When he releases me, I turn to Damon, still sitting at the table. He grabs the hem of my skirt and pulls me toward him. I climb onto his lap to straddle him like I always do at home and put my hands in his hair. He tugs my hips into his and rests his head against my shoulder.