Page 40 of Whisper Pretty Lies (Lust & Liars #1)

EvanAnn

I text Mia to say I’m catching a ride with a friend because I’m ready to leave. She responds that she has so much to tell me. The image of her with those two guys is burned into my memory and I’m not sure I won’t stammer my way through our next conversation.

I send a quick heading home text to Chase. He hasn’t replied to my previous texts. But now that he’s shown me who he is, I’m not surprised. I hope Abby’s worth it. I wish he would have finished the sentence about his dad. It seemed to be his explanation for why he was dating me.

Cam knows his way around Fletcher’s house and heads to a side entrance no one really uses during parties. I follow them down the stairs I took to the bathroom and through a dark hallway. Damon keeps a hand on me every step of the way.

I don’t know what to feel right now. That picture was from tonight.

I knew Chase was all over her on the dance floor, but I didn’t expect him to fuck someone at a party I was at.

It hurt to hear Abby and Chase together.

They broke up before the assignment that put Chase and I together.

Now that I think about it, he volunteered to be my partner, which was unusual.

Maybe I should have known it was all a con, but he was so fucking convincing.

He’s an actor. I feel stupid for not noticing the difference. Thankfully, I wasn’t stupid enough to give him my virginity. Maybe that’s what he was after. But why introduce me to his parents? Why talk about a future together? Did he think that’s what I needed for him to fuck me?

This whole thing has me so angry and confused.

Damon guides me to Hawk’s bike. I let Hawk slip the helmet over my head and fasten it. I even climb onto the bike behind him by myself, wrapping my body around him, leaning into his warmth. At least I have jeans on this time.

I can’t focus on the possibility that the motorcycle might crash. In my mind, I’m in that closet hearing Mia getting fucked while Damon has his hand in my pants. His finger buried in my pussy. My fingers curl into Hawk’s shirt.

It was intense, but was it because of watching someone else have sex, or because of Damon? I know the truth. If it had been Chase in that closet with me, it wouldn’t have been anything like that. Everything about Damon winds me up.

But Abby and Chase sullied the memory of the best orgasm of my life. I can’t believe I felt bad for cheating on my boyfriend. Part of me is so fucking proud I didn’t do anything more than make out with Chase. He wasn’t my first kiss, but he was my first boyfriend.

Fuck him. I never even saw his cock. Definitely didn’t touch it.

I didn’t recognize the girl in the video from the party on Wednesday. I don’t understand any of this. Which is frustrating because I’m supposed to become a great director, but I was blind to the drama happening in my own life.

I drag in a breath. No one talks in the helmets tonight as we glide down the dark streets. It’s a little more comfortable riding with jeans on as opposed to a skirt. I snuggle into Hawk’s warmth and draw strength from his scent.

I can let myself enjoy this without guilt slicing through me.

I don’t want to think anymore tonight. But I guess I need to figure out what the Devil’s trio really wants from me. That was why Damon dragged me into that room in the first place.

We pull into the garage at my new home. I was so worried about Chase and what he would feel knowing I was living here. How stupid am I?

Did he ever care? Did I?

Part of me wonders if I only said yes to being his girlfriend because I was so lonely. He gave me attention when no one else did. Maybe I liked being seen for once, instead of hiding behind a camera.

I was ready for more. I was ready to be seen. He pulled me out of my life that rotated around school and plays. It was good for me. I know that.

Hawk parks the bike. Before I can even attempt to get off, Cam lifts me into the air and sets me on my feet. He helps me take my helmet off and his dark eyes search mine for a second.

I don’t know what he sees, but he takes my hand into his large warm one and we follow after Damon.

I don’t question anything. It doesn’t matter anymore.

Honestly, I could fuck all three of these guys tonight and not feel an ounce of guilt.

It would be satisfying to throw it in Chase’s face when I break up with him.

The lights are out in the mansion, making it look ominous in the dark.

“Are our parents here?” I ask as Damon lets us in the side entrance with the keypad. I have that number in my phone now. My insides buzz in anticipation.

“No.” Damon leads us down to the basement. He walks over to the bar and sets a few bottles on the counter. His piercing blue eyes meet mine. “Want a drink?”

Normally I would say no, but fuck it. Maybe I need to stop letting everyone run over me. Stop being content to stay in the background and watch life happen around me.

I release Cam’s hand and walk over to the bar. “Yes. I’d like all the drinks.”

“Do you even drink, goody?” Cam leans against the bar next to me.

“I do tonight.” I still don’t know how to feel. I liked Chase. At first, it was amazing he noticed me. Maybe I’ll cry about the relationship I thought I had and lost later, but it’s not like I went into it with both feet. I didn’t fall in love.

Maybe I’m incapable of love.

Maybe I saw my mom diving in and out of relationships too much over the past few years to know what a relationship is really like.

Maybe I’ve been waiting for the crash, because it seemed too perfect.

The wallflower with one of the most popular guys in school.

It’s the plot of so many high school dramas. But that’s not real life.

No, real life is seeing your boyfriend get a blow job because you haven’t given it up to him. And knowing he’s fucking around on you, because you won’t put out.

Damon sets a shot glass in front of each of us. These guys don’t make sense either, but at least they’re upfront about wanting to use me. Even if I don’t understand why.

Cam clinks his shot glass against mine. “Cheers.”

He tosses the shot back and I watch his throat as he swallows. My pulse kicks up a notch. Cam’s a nice guy. I can kiss him if I want to now. It doesn’t matter if I haven’t officially broken up with Chase. It’s over.

I lift the shot glass and smell it. My nose wrinkles at the potent scent.

“You aren’t supposed to smell it, goody.” Cam sets his empty glass on the bar. “Open your throat and take it all down.”

I arch an eyebrow, remembering Mia taking Liam’s cock all the way into the back of her throat. It was impressive. He wasn’t as big as Damon though. My pussy stirs. Are they all that big? Am I going to find out?

Fuck it. The shot hits the back of my throat and burns all the way down. I gasp and put my hand over my heart at the burn. Fuck.

“That’s it.” Cam smirks and takes my shot glass from me and sets it on the bar.

I drag in a breath and look at Damon. “Now what?”

His smile grows wicked and my insides burn, but I don’t look away. Because I don’t have to. But I need to know exactly what this is. They don’t want me because I’m suddenly available. There’s something more at play here, and it’s time I know the truth.

“What do you want from me? And don’t say everything because we both know that’s not true.

” I back away from the bar and turn to sit on the couch.

Obviously, I wasn’t enough to keep Chase from cheating on me.

The alcohol spreads through my body. I feel warm inside and for once, it isn’t because of these guys.

“So, tell me why you’re fucking around with me when there are dozens of girls who want you? ”

“I wouldn’t say dozens.” Hawk sits near me but not right next to me.

I scoff. He feels closed off from me in a way I don’t understand. It can’t be because I pushed him away that night. I had a boyfriend then. His green eyes meet mine. There’s still interest there, but there’s also maybe some anger.

I can almost think clearly when they aren’t touching me, but the warmth of that shot is sizzling through me, making me relax. Making me tingle.

Damon pulls the ottoman in front of me and sits down opposite me. His knees on either side of mine. I glance at his fingers tangled together between his knees. Fuck, they’re long and thick, and one of them has been inside my pussy. Fucking me until I saw stars.

My insides are boiling and I’m sure my face is red at this point.

If I want him, I can have him. It’s still not a great idea to fuck the son of the guy my mom is dating, but fuck it. I can have them all if I want. A dangerous thought to have when Cam sits on my other side on the couch. I’m surrounded by three guys who make my pulse race.

They’re intense one-on-one, but all together...

Fuck. I think about them surrounding me, naked, their cocks thrusting into me. My pussy, my ass, my mouth. I cross my legs against the growing need. It’s weird. My body definitely wants them in an almost anxious way. What Chase made me feel wasn’t a fraction of how much I want these guys.

“Don’t break up with Chase.” Damon lifts his gaze to mine.

“What?” My brow furrows and my stomach twists. “Why would I stay with him? After what I saw? What everyone knows? I already feel like a fool.”

“Evan, you have two choices. We could do this as a collaboration, or I can use the videos I have to encourage you.” Damon meets my gaze. Not an ounce of tenderness lingers in his sharp eyes. “Including this morning in the bathroom, in case you were hoping to blow shit up anyway.”

My mouth opens and closes. The image of him jacking off while I watched and that kiss play through my memory. I press my lips together. It would definitely look like more happened and it did tonight in the closet.

I cross my legs against the ache in my pussy. I don’t know what they want from me so badly that they’re willing to blackmail me to get it. But I need to find out before I give them any more of me.