Page 89 of Brutal Little Secrets
“You didn’t win yet, Chase. I’ll give you your prize tomorrow.” I tug on my wrist and glare at him. “Let me go.”
He winds me in. “Just a peck, babe. For luck.”
He’s definitely stronger than me. I try digging my heels in. No part of me wants him to kiss me, especially not in front of Hawk.
Suddenly, Hawk is between us, in Chase’s face.
“She said no, asshole. Let her go.”
Chase releases me and straightens. “I’m the asshole?”
“Yeah.”
“At least I’m the one offering to be EvanAnn’s boyfriend and not just toying with her.” Chase runs a hand through his hair and glares at Hawk. “He’s just messing with you, babe. He doesn’t really want you any more than he wants any of these girls. Oh, sure he’ll fuck you, but he doesn’t do relationships.”
I put my hand on Hawk’s back because I know he’s getting angry. He’s held back going after Chase this long. It’s just a little longer and we’ll get revenge on him.
His back muscles flex beneath my touch. “It’s not much of a relationship if you’re off fucking other girls behind her back, is it?”
The crowd makes noises, some surprised, most not, but I’m focused on Hawk. Cam moves through the crowd and steps between Chase and Hawk.
“You two need to chill out. Everyone go find someone else to fuck.” Cam pushes Hawk back, and I stumble back to not get trampled.
An arm wraps around my waist, and I jerk.
“Little devil.” Damon says it so softly I barely hear him, but he draws me back against him into a darkened corner. “Time to leave.”
I nod and turn to leave with him. I’m sure Cam and Hawk will meet us.
Damon
We pull into the garage. The house has some lights on, but that’s not unusual for this time of night. She follows me. We’re still trying to stay under our parents’ radars, and my dad’s car was in the garage.
“Out late again?” My dad’s voice. I freeze, and Evan stumbles behind me into his view. “EvanAnn?”
He looks between us like he’s figuring shit out. Fuck.
“I called Damon to pick me up.” Evan steps forward. “My designated driver decided to drink too much.”
My dad’s face clears. If I’d said that, would he have believed me? I keep my face blank even as the anger churns to the surface.
Evan turns to me. “Thank you for the ride. Good night.”
She walks away from us, heading to the stairs.
“Sorry, I thought you were out partying late again.” Dad runs his hand through his hair. That’s the first time he’s said he’s sorry in a long time. “Is everything okay with her?”
The muscles in my jaw twitch. Now he’s worried about Evan? It’s been weeks since she moved in. They didn’t think anything of putting her right under my thumb. I want to yell at him and her mother, but if I start, I’ll spill everything.
And he’ll take her away from me. I’m never letting that happen. I draw in a steadying breath.
“She’s fine. She’s smart and driven and doesn’t want to fuck up her future by getting into a moving vehicle with someone who’s been drinking.” I straighten. “I’m heading to bed. It’s late.”
Dad nods. “We should have a conversation tomorrow.”
“Scrimmage and then I’m busy with schoolwork.”
“Sunday dinner, then.” Dad steps forward. “You have to eat.”
