Page 14 of The Revenge You Seek
“You’re assuming I can cook.”
“You don’t have to cook. Buy a box of cereal if you like, order something. You’re just in charge of those days.”
I smile at her, loving how the six of them work like a well-oiled machine. If I’d have known about this before I moved in, I might have been intimidated about joining them, but they’ve welcomed me as if I’ve always been here and I couldn’t be more grateful.
They're the family I didn't know I needed and it's only day two.
I'm sipping on my coffee when Ella and Micah join us and Violet begins plating up.
"Still here then?" Micah jokes.
"Yeah, you didn't all put me off too badly last night."
"And here I thought West and Brax's jokes might have been the end of you."
I laugh, recalling some of their worst pickup lines last night. "They're harmless."
"There are a few broken hearts walking around campus who probably wouldn't agree with you."
I roll my eyes. "Football players. I know all about them." I think of Luca and his ways with women over the few years I've known him.
"Oh, so…" Ella pipes up. "You never actually explained how you know them," she digs.
"You need to get over yourself. They don't want you," Violet groans as she sits down with us to eat. "She's been chasing them around like a lost puppy for two years. It's becoming pathetic."
"I haven’t chased anyone. And…" she points out, poking her knife in Violet's direction. "As you well know, I was with Sawyer for most of freshman year."
"Ugh," Micah complains. "We know. No need to remind us."
I watch as the three of them bicker like siblings and I realize why the vibe in this dorm works so well, they really are a little family.
"So, the twins," Ella prompts once again, ignoring the others and their attempt at a topic change.
"I moved to Rosewood when I was sixteen. Luca was my lab partner in my first week and we just hit it off. The rest is history."
"You slept with them?" she asks, leaning forward on her elbows and soaking up my every word.
"Err…"
"Oh my God, you have. Tell me they tag teamed you, please." The excitement in her eyes is amusing as hell and I realize that I'm going to have to introduce her to them for the comedy value alone. She'll lose her shit.
"No, I haven’t been in a Dunn sandwich, so I can't feed your fantasy, sorry."
"Ugh, what kind of use are you?" she sulks.
"I'll introduce you next time we see them."
"Yesss," she hisses. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't eat this. If this happens today I don't want to be all bloated and gross."
We all stare at her. "For real?" Violet asks, her brows raised.
She's got a point, Ella's got a banging body and the most insane curves. Any guy would be lucky to get their hands on her.
"Just eat the damn bacon, El. No guy wants a skinny bitch anyway."
None of them look my way, and I know that the comment isn’t in any way directed at me, but still, I feel myself retreat a little. I hate how I look right now. I hate that when I look in the mirror, my ribs and hip bones are so visible. I miss my curves, my breasts, my ass.
Silently, I cut into my breakfast and pop each bite into my mouth but I don't taste any of it. Thoughts of my body take me back there and I'll do anything to keep my head in the present.
