Page 67 of Deception
“If I rip your fucking head off, we’ll have plenty of DNA to test against,” Gavin says, lunging at him, but Kent catches him.
Cole just laughs. If he sees the two of them as a threat, he has an odd way of showing it. “And what good would that do? I mean, not to speak badly about Gracie or anything, but she got naked fifteen minutes after talking to me for the first time. Wasn’t very good, but sex is sex, right?”
“That’s my sister, asshole. And his girl.”
Kent stays eerily silent as he stares down Cole. It unsettles Gavin more than comforts him. He has the same look as every killer in every horror movie ever made before they strike out and kill a victim.
“Sorry. Just thought you should know the truth. There’s probably a line of men a mile long who could be that bastard’s father.”
“You might want to think about how you talk about Gracie or Nolan around us,” Kent says, his tone low and menacing. “You have this one chance to walk before this comes to light. You won’t get thrown on your ass; you’ll get buried six feet under. Consider this your only warning.”
Just to piss them off further, Cole laughs again. “Do you hear yourself? I’m dating the sister of the President. Your dad’s, what? The VP? Cool. Still not top dog. And your dad, Kent? He’s nothing. Besides, who’s going to believe you?”
“Everyone will,” Gavin says.
“I guess you can take that chance, but Klaire will argue that I’m incredibly faithful. Patient, since she’s holding out until marriage. And then you’ll create a problem between the President and his VP. Face it, guys. I’m untouchable.”
Gavin stares hard at him. This can’t be happening. He can’t be untouchable… Can he?
Griffin’s Beach
Lex
Lex leaves Colt’s apartment to grab water from the bar to replenish them when familiar voices arguing carries into the hallway. She stops to listen without being detected.
The way the new guy talks about Gracie and Nolan pisses Lex off, but it’s his last statement that sets her into a rage.“Face it, guys. I’m untouchable.”
Walking into the main room, Gavin slaps Kent’s chest when he sees her, and the conversation stops.
How the fuck did this pencil dick pull both Gracie and Klaire? He’s not even cute.
“Hey, guys. It’s a little early, isn’t it?” Lex asks.
“Just cleaning up to make sure everything looks good for the vote tonight,” Cole says with a wide smile. “Wow, Lex, you look amazing.”
“Word of advice, Prospect… That’s not really appropriate to say to a taken woman when she walks out wearing her man’s clothes after she clearly fucked his brains out the night before.”
As she expects, his eyes graze over her body and stop at her chest. “Got it.”
“Keep looking at my tits, and I’ll slap you into next week.”
Hands up, he backs up with a smirk. “Sorry.”
“I need two bottles of water.”
Both of the legacies behind her look ready to murder him, and she glances back at them. “You guys okay?”
Say something. Tell me what you think I didn’t just overhear. Let me show this bitch ass that he has no idea what untouchable is.
“We’re fine,” Kent says through clenched teeth.
Well, I gave you a shot.
“Here’s the water, Lex,” Cole says. “Anything else I can help you with?”
Laughing, she shakes her head. “Hunny, you can tear your pathetic little mind away from where it just went. You are the absolute last person in this clubhouse I would ever consider.”
“At least I made the list.”
