Page 266 of Satan's Spawn

Jesus.

“Seriously? She would actually have sex with you?”

Both Crayton and Saint chuckle under their breaths.

“Would?” Saint scoffs, plucking another piece of fruit from my plate. “That bitch chokes on my cock like it’s her side job on the weekends.”

“I knew I heard a pig oink.” Hendrix drawls as she appears from behind, then circles the table to sit far away from Saint, slamming down her tray on the table.

Saint leans back in his chair, resting an arm on the back of it. “What’s the matter Hen? Still got that pencil lodged in your ass?”

She flips him off. “No…but pretty sure you still got your dick lodged in Annalie’s ass.”

“Green is not your color.” He sings, stealing some pineapple this time, making me contemplate handing him over the entire plate.

I don’t get the chance to decide because Crayton swipes it away from Saint when he reaches again, instructing him to fuck off and get his own food. Then instructing me to eat mine.

I smirk at his dwindling alpha ego, taking a bite of cantaloupe then offering him the rest of it with my hand to his mouth.

Crayton opens for me to feed him, keeping a scolding eye on Saint.

He snorts. “You two are ridiculous.”

“Now that we can agree on.” Hendrix chimes in. “I’m an oogly eye away from throwing up the pancakes I ate this morning.”

“What are we bitching about now?” Archer joins the conversation holding a tray of spaghetti, then sits down next to Hendrix picking up her burger.

“Other than Saint’s impending venereal disease?” She takes a huge bite, smiling at him with a mouthful of food and ketchup on her cheeks.

I mic drop that shit with my hand. “Boom.”

Saint clutches his chest at me, feigning offense.

“Can you two fuck this hate-love shit out of your system already?” Crayton juts his chin toward my plate to feed him again. “It’s like listening to two hyenas fighting for the same rotten piece of meat.”

I suppress a laugh as I offer a grape, and he wedges it between his teeth before winking at me.

Hendrix goes for more of her burger, ignoring Saint and Archer as they cackle together. “Nah. This hyena would never settle for sloppy seconds.”

Saint’s about to throw a comeback when the sight of Riggs and Levi speed walking toward us clamps his mouth shut.

We’re all focused on the two of them barging past the crowd of students swarming the Dining Hall.

“Incoming…” Levi mutters, sliding into one of the chairs.

Riggs spins one around too, facing the doors as he straddles it.

“What the hell is going on?” I look between them both.

Riggs holds up three fingers, lowering them one by one.

The room goes still with my keen sense of awareness, like impending doom is at an arm’s length away.

And I’m right, because the doors spring open, revealing Alexis in all her glory, along with a new pair of jerkoffs at her sides.

“You have got to be kidding me.” Hendrix groans. “There goes the rest of the fucking year.”

My back straightens as she struts past us, antagonizing me with a cold look and elegant finger wave.