Page 4 of Brutal Little Secrets

Her blond hair falls around her shoulders as I drop the shirt on the floor. She works on her jeans as I move around her to unhook her bra. Unable to resist, I kiss her shoulder. Her skin is soft beneath my lips, and I inhale that woodsy scent that clings to her. She shivers but doesn’t pull away.

When I rub my thumb across the mark Damon left on her shoulder, she trembles.

I don’t touch her more. Not that I don’t want to, but she’s been through a lot tonight.

She turns to me, naked. My already semi-hard cock grows harder. It amazes me I dismissed her for so many years. Looked through her as if she was nothing more than another classmate. I’ve never had to try for a girl. None of us have.

But she makes me want to try.

She reaches for my boxers. “Take a shower with me, Hawk.”

I nod and thread my fingers through her hair as she lowers my boxers. She lifts her eyes to mine, and I draw her against me to hug her. She sighs and rests her head against my chest. Something shifts inside me and falls into place.

This girl is mine.

Chapter 2

EvanAnn

I take Hawk’s hand and lead him into the shower, letting the water flow over me and wash away the night. It’s taken less than a week, but Damon has me trained to ignore nudity for the most part.

I almost wish I was more self-conscious. I’d rather think about anything except what happened tonight.

But I can’t stop it. The whole night was too much.

My mind is still spinning about Chase and Jackson. For a moment, Chase scared me the way Jackson did two years ago. Seeing Jackson at the game had my nerves already shredded. I never told Mom why I was eager to move from the apartment building, but she seemed just as determined to get away.

Being left out there in the woods should have been the worst part of the night, but nothing was like seeing Damon with Olivia. My stomach churns and I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to stop the image from returning. Seeing him come out of that room with her begging him to come back in—it broke something in me. Maybe it was this fragile thing that was quietly growing between me and Damon.

It hurt like a bruise to my pride when I found out about Chase. But Damon... It cuts so much deeper. I don’t know if I can handle it if he cheated on me.

I wrap my arms around myself and look up into Hawk’s green eyes. He studies me as he fills his hands with my shampoo and works it into my hair and scalp. I close my eyes at the sensation. It’s sensual, but caring. Tears press at the back of my eyes.

What do you need?Hawk’s words haunt me. When was the last time someone worried about what I needed?

That’s not enough.

When’s the next time you’re going to be able to eat, Evan?

I like you in my bed, little devil.

Shaking my head, I try to banish Damon’s voice from inside it. I thought I was strong enough to keep this relationship purely sexual. They’re just using me, so I should be able to use them. It makes sense. But the walls I built feel shaky. And tonight has been rough.

Damon might have slipped beneath my walls when I wasn’t looking. I glance up at Hawk. Maybe they all have.

“Are you sure he didn’t sleep with Olivia?” I can’t help it. It’s like this sickness building inside me. I know what Hawk said. But I saw Damon come out of a room with her. My insides twist and die a little. If the guy who promised to be only mine was fucking around on me because I wasn’t putting out, how can I blame Damon for doing the same thing?

“He didn’t fuck Olivia.” Hawk guides me into the water and tips my head back to rinse the shampoo out of my hair. “If he did, he’ll tell you.”

“You’d tell me if he did?” I hate that my voice sounds so small and hurt, but I can’t let this go. No one came forward to tell me about Chase until Damon. I won’t have someone I trust cheat on me. Swallowing, I know I’m technically cheating on Chaseevery minute I’m with these guys. I don’t want the Devils to mess around with anyone else. If that makes me a hypocrite, I don’t care.

“Of course, baby girl.” Hawk pulls me into his body and holds me, our bodies slick from the water.

It feels good to be held. His hard cock rests against my stomach, but I don’t feel any urgency from him. He’s not pressing me down to my knees or asking me to suck him off. My skin buzzes like it always does around them, but I don’t want release right now. I need something far more important. Peace of mind.

I rest my ear over his beating heart as he strokes his hand down my wet back.

He rests his hand on the back of my head. “This arrangement and the deal we made means we’ll stand by our word. I don’t know what his intentions were when he went up to that room with Olivia, but I don’t think it was to have sex with her.”