Page 14 of My Favorite Secret
“You’ve totally thought about riding his dick. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Stop.”
“Have you ever touched yourself over him?”
Harper covers her face with both hands. “Cindy, seriously. Gross. I don’t do…that.”
“Oh, come on. Everyone doesthat.”
“Well, I don’t. It’s disgusting.”
“Gosh, you’re a bore. Have you at least kissed Tyler?”
“No. We’re… friends.”
Friends, my ass. Harper is such a fucking dick tease with Tyler, always prancing around in her cute little balletoutfits, flaunting herself in front of him but never letting him have her. Whenever Harper’s parents aren’t around, the two of them are constantly touching. They’re always holding hands with their matching scars. He listens to all her problems and helps her solve them. She’s even taught him how to braid her hair. Sounds like a boyfriend to me but without the fucking. I don’t know how he puts up with her shit.
“Let me get this straight,” Cindy says. “You’ve still never kissed anyone?”
“You already know the answer is no. I would have told you.”
Cindy laughs. “You sweet, innocent girl. I’m begging you to kiss Tyler. You have no idea what you’re missing.”
At this, I can’t hold back any longer, and step out from behind the corner, announcing myself. “Don’t be fooled. Miss Perfect isn’t as innocent as she pretends to be. I caught her watching me having sex, isn’t that right, Red? She didn’t quickly run off. I think she liked watching. I think she wants to be fucked.”
Harper glares at me, yet there’s a hint of panic within her. She’s probably spent the whole week stressing about the girl she injured and that I’ll share details with her parents.
“I didn’t like it,” she shoots at me. “What you and that girl did was disgusting.You’redisgusting. The only reason I stayed was because I was frozen in place, shocked over how you could do something so disrespectful on your father’s desk.”
“Say what you like. I still maintain you liked it. I’m sure Tyler would love to fuck you. Why don’t you experiment with him?”
Harper stands abruptly, losing her cool and shouting at me. “Stop talking! Pretend I don’t exist, like you always do.”
“I love how worked up you get over me, Red. I’ll file this image away for later when I jerk off. Or perhaps I’ll think about you on your knees in front of me, choking on my dick. That fantasy always makes me come hard.”
Her eyes flare open, furious. Without another word, she storms off for her bedroom. I check out Harper’s ass as she leaves. She hates me so much and I love it. This girl has me in a chokehold.
Right as Cindy scurries off, the office door opens and my father walks out, joining me in the living room.
“I’ve had enough, Felix.” He’s texting on his phone, not bothering to look at me. “I’ll get you back into school but this is your last chance. You slip up one more time, I’m not covering for you again. You’re an adult. The police can deal with you with adult consequences. I am beyond disappointed in you.”
“You barely sound it.” I retrieve the poker chip from my pocket, effortlessly weaving it through my fingers as they hang by my side. “Besides, I stopped caring what you think of me a long time ago.”
Finally, he looks up from his phone. “How about this. I’ve delayed your trust fund once before. I know you’re only sticking around because you want the money when you turn twenty-one. But as of this second, you’re completely cut off. There will be no trust fund waiting for you unless I decide you’ve made drastic improvements to your behavior. I’ve clearly failed as your father, which is why Clara, Thomas, and I have decided you’ll be living with them for the rest of your senior year. I’ll have Tyler pack a bag of clothes for you and bring it here.”
My father is full of shit and I’m calling his bluff. Healways makes empty threats. There’s no way Thomas would have agreed to this arrangement.
“He’s right,” Thomas says, joining us in the living room with Clara, looking royally pissed off. “This is your home for the next year. You will treat my family with respect and you will follow our rules. Otherwise, the police will deal with you.”
My muscles stiffen. My fingers falter and my poker chip drops to the ground. Dad is serious this time.
Fuck.
CHAPTER SIX
TYLER
Harper fucking Winslow. She’ll be the death of me. I don’t see her for three months and somehow she returns from Italy more beautiful than when she left.
