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Emma is even bolder and sits on Jack’s lap. She puts her hand in his hair and jerks his head back to look up at her. Emma is a petite Latina with a curvy body. Her dark eyes take in everything. Even when she’s flirting, she always seems observant.
My insides boil. Not going to lie, I want to start the biggest catfight ever, but only because of our agreement. Not because I actually want these guys all to myself.
CHAPTER 51
The Declaration
Harper
My gaze lifts to Hannah, who gives me the bitchiest look ever. Hannah is also a petite flyer. Her brown skin is dark and gorgeous. Her light hazel eyes are arresting as she glares at me.
I narrow my eyes at her. Caden kisses my shoulder, drawing my attention back to him. Something eases inside me as he gives me a look that says not to worry about her. Not with him at least.
Now the other guys. They might be another matter entirely.
Luke smirks at Sidney when he answers Ashley. “Itisat Caden’s house, like always.”
“Nice dog collar, Harper.” Hannah’s tone is condescending. Putting her hand on her cocked hip, she thrusts her breasts out. They’re bigger than mine, but the guys really haven’t complained.
My fingers touch the collar. I almost forgot about Eli’s collar with everything that happened this morning. It seems so insignificant after what happened in the closet.
“That’s got to be the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen.” Emma laughs on Jack’s lap.
“You might need to take your bitch for a walk, Caden.” Ashley’s eyes land on me. She huffs like I’m not even worth her notice and looks away.
“I got it for her.” While Eli doesn’t remove Ashley’s hand, he also doesn’t seem to welcome her touch.
“Baby, you could have gotten me one.” Ashley’s tone is babyish when she speaks to him. Her hand threads into Eli’s hair. I roll my eyes. “I love when you put your hands around my neck.”
These girls make me want to gag. I put the rest of my sandwich away, no longer hungry.
“Why are you here, Sid?” Luke leans forward and gives her a frosty look.
Sidney’s eyes turn calculating. “Next week is senior night at the football game.”
“So?”
“Come on, Luke. The cheerleaders always wear the senior football players’ jerseys during senior week. It makes sense for you to give us your jerseys. It’s not like you have a girlfriend.” She looks at me pointedly.
I don’t even flinch. I’m not their girlfriend, nor do I claim to be.
Not getting a response from me, she returns her attention to Luke. “You know we’re always party ready. We can come to some arrangement we’ll all find mutually satisfying.”
Did this chick just offer to have sex with the guys for their jerseys? What else could that mean? I try to lean forward a little, curious about how this all works, but Caden keeps me where he wants me. His hand stays on my bare stomach.
This is all fascinating. After all, I don’t know what the hell happens with the popular kids. I’ve always stayed as far away as possible. Is it just blow jobs or full-contact sex?
Emma puts her hands on Jack’s shoulders as she bats her long lashes at him. “Let us take care of you at the party. I can do that thing you like.”
As Caden leans back, he draws me with him. He remains silent. His hand rests on my bare midriff. His thumb strokes just below my bra under my crop top. I wish I could say his touch doesn’t affect me, but tingles skirt beneath his fingers.
None of the other guys bother to look at me. Are they considering this offer since I don’t seem willing to give it up anytime soon? They did want me to pick someone to fill in last night. Pretty sure video peep shows won’t cut it for much longer.
Especially after the closet. My cheeks warm and so does my pussy. Fuck.
Hannah still seems really put out that she can’t gain Caden’s attention.
“Come on, Caden, what can this little virgin do for you?” Hannah stands next to Sidney with disdain in her eyes as she dismisses me. There it is.
