Page 22 of Brutal Little Secrets

“One more thing.” She turns and rummages in her makeup. She faces me twisting open a lipstick tube in red. “Don’t Stopred. Guaranteed to make men crawl after you.”

I shake my head and give her a wry smile. “Men don’t crawl after me.”

“They will tonight because you look hot.” Mia applies the color to my lips and sighs. “If I ever decide to go gay, I’d knock on your door first. You’re a fucking catch.”

I laugh, and some of the tightness that’s been crushing me all day loosens. I grab her hand. “Thank you for being my friend.”

When I stand, she turns me to look in the mirror. Between Damon’s outfit and Mia’s makeup, I hardly recognize myself.

Tonight I’m baiting my ex, but I’ll be going home with the Devil’s trio. Fear won’t hold me back anymore.

Cam

We ride up to Olivia’s house. Most people who got taken to the police station last night won’t be here. Fletcher is definitely in trouble with his parents. But there’s a lot of parents who don’t push hard on their kids, and a bunch of people scattered before the police could get them.

That means the party is still lit.

Damon, Hawk, and I walk in. This time I’m sticking with them. And Damon won’t put his hands anywhere on Olivia. Though someone will have to hold me back when Chase gets here. I’ve been wanting to pound that fucker since he ran Damon off the road. But what he did to Evan can’t stand.

Damon wants Evan to go back to the asshole and figure out why he wants her so much. She can make him grovel for it, which I’ll enjoy laughing about while I eat her pussy.

Olivia walks up to us as soon as we come through the door. “Hey, guys. Drinks are in the kitchen. If you’re going to vape orsmoke pot, please go outside. Music is in the house. Pool is open for business. Damon?”

She closes the distance between the two of them and puts her hand on his chest. Her fingers trace over his muscles as she looks up at him through her lashes.

“We need to finish what we started last night.” She gives him a smile that says she’s all his for the taking. “I’ve made sure to make my bedroom off limits.”

“I’m here to hang with my boys tonight.” He takes her hand off him and drops it. “Maybe next weekend.”

She pouts, but we walk past her. There’s the usual crowd and a group of Anteros girls and guys off to the side. Chase doesn’t seem to be here yet, and neither is Evan. We find a few chairs in a corner and take our seats to enjoy the show.

Hawk goes to the kitchen and returns with some sodas. I half-hoped he’d at least bring one beer, but I get it. I can’t afford another ticket. Dad’s made it clear if anything else happens or my grades drop further, I’ll be on probation at home and have to drop hockey.

That’s not happening. Fortunately, hockey is good on my application for colleges or he would have taken it away already.

We watch the other students. The party is less chaotic than Fletcher’s was last night.

The girls next to us start whispering and pointing toward the door. I glance over, curious what’s got them in a tizzy.

Two blonds have walked in, both in short skirts and crop tops. Evan. Fuck. Mia must have done her hair and makeup because she was a smoke show earlier, but now she’s straight fire. And we’re not the only ones who’ve noticed.

“T-shirt and jeans next time. These fuckers shouldn’t get to see what’s mine.” It bursts out of me, knowing that all these other guys at the party are staring at Evan’s hot little body. Iwant to punch them all. And then turn her over my knee and make sure she knows that body is mine.

“Payback.” Damon tips his bottle up and drinks his soda, setting the empty bottle on the floor. He rises to his feet, but Hawk and I stay seated. “I’ve got this one.”

He stands, and we sit back to watch the sparks fly. He stops in front of Mia and Evan. It’s a calculated risk with Olivia. But she’s probably off pouting. They talk for maybe a minute before he smirks and heads to get more drinks.

Mia grabs Evan’s arm and shakes it, but Evan’s gaze falls on me. She has this tease of a smile on those red lips.

I lean into Hawk. “Think it’ll smear?”

“Fuck, I hope so.” He adjusts himself. Probably wondering what her lipstick will look like on his dick. I’m bound to find out what it will look like on mine.

I chuckle. “We’re going to have competition if we’re not careful. She’s not in a relationship right now.”

Mia leads Evan toward the area where a bunch of girls are dancing to the music. I chuckle as I watch her. Fuck, our girl can’t dance for shit, but she looks cute trying to dance like Mia.

When Damon hands me another soda, I scoff.