Page 26 of No Saint
If Wolf said anything about my needing to be on “frat ground,” I’d park on the damn lawn.
The fading scent of Wolf’s laundry detergent wafted off the blanket when I lay down on the backseat. It annoyed me that, after all this time, something as simple as a smell could make my heart feel like it was in a vice grip.
Through the window, I could just see the Omega Dicksolon sign hung over the front door of the house. That was who Wolf was now. A blackmailing frat boy. One who was willing to ruin my life. Fuck his laundry detergent, and fuck him.
I turned over so I couldn’t look at it, then closed my eyes. I tried to find sleep but failed. I was too irritated over the fact that I was sleeping in my car when I had a perfectly good apartment. Eventually, I gave up and grabbed my phone to text Monroe. Halfway through my tirade, a Lonely Fans notification popped onto the screen.
You have one new subscriber!
I clicked on the pop-up, and it took me to a message from PussyHunter69.
Lovely toes. Would you be willing to chat privately for twenty dollars?
I stared at the screen for long seconds, feeling uncomfortable as hell. A private chat seemed a lot more sordid than uploading pictures and videos to a public forum. Still, it was twenty bucks…
I typed out a response, agreeing, and received a twenty-dollar tip less than a minute later.
Now I had to actually message the guy. I felt like a person who had lied on their CV—vastly underqualified to sext a stranger.
A tap on the back window had me bolting upright and launching my phone like it had burned me. I looked at the window. Wolf’s frowning face peered at me from the darkness. No doubt he was about to bitch at me for not being in the house, as per his stupid terms, but at least he wasn’t a murderer.
I sat up and rolled down the squeaky window. “You scared the shit out of me!”
“Why are you in your car?”
“Why are you creeping around out here in the middle of the night?”
A chirpy whine came from his feet. I leaned forward, peering down at the fox-like dog sitting by Wolf’s side. The dog was cute, I’d give him that.
“You know you have a yard your dog can pee in?”
“Get out of the car, Jade.”
“Um, no?”
Headlights bounced over the interior of my car, and Wolf’s attention snapped toward an approaching vehicle. “Stay here,” he said, then started across the street.
“Get out of the car. Stay in the car,” I mocked in his stupid, gruff voice, watching him drag the dog, a full leash length behind, across the street.
An old Cadillac slowed to a stop beside Wolf before there was a discreet exchange. One I’d seen Wolf make a hundred times back in high school. Dammit, that was my chance to get my loaded gun, and I was just sitting there like an idiot.
I scrambled to find my phone in the dark, cursing when it hit the floorboard with a thud. By the time I had it in hand, camera open, the car was already pulling off. If I were going to outsmart Rogue and Wolf, I’d need to be more on the ball.
Wolf turned back to my car. I wanted to say I’d grown out of the stereotypical bad boy thing, but it would have been a lie. As he stalked forward, he looked dangerous. From the black T-shirt and litany of tattoos on his arms to the way he held himself, Wolf seemed at one with the darkness. Like he belonged there, mingling with the creatures of night. Before, I’d known his tough exterior was just a front for a kind heart. Back then, I could reason that I wasn’t being a basic bitch. Now, though, the fact that I found him so attractive when he was blackmailing me…it was embarrassing.
I was so distracted by my thoughts that I didn’t register him reaching through the lowered window until the lock popped.
“What are?—”
He pulled open the door. “Get out.”
“No.” I grabbed the handle and tried to close it again, but his grip was like steel. “Let go, Wolf.”
Annoyance flashed over his face before he latched on to my arm and physically dragged me from the car.
My bare feet scuffed the warm asphalt while I fought against him. “Seriously?”
He probably just wanted to make sure I didn’t go back to my apartment. Heaven forbid, I sleep in my own bed, safe and comfortable.
