Page 35 of Their Dangerous Game
That’s for us to worry about, not you
I haven’t forgotten about your punishment
“Ugh, this guy and his punishments.” I turn to Kenz. “Because I asked for a choice, I’m being punished.”
“You said the first punishment wasn’t all bad.” Kenz smiles suggestively.
I flush with heat, remembering that feeling under the pain. The moans he forced from me with every hit and subsequent rub. But it wasn’t private, and I didn’t dare meet anyone else’s eyes, knowing they saw him do that to me.
“It was humiliating being spanked like a naughty child in front of a room filled with high schoolers. Oh, and it isn’t like asking for a boyfriend in the same room the next day wasn’t already embarrassing enough.” I flop down on my bed and cover my eyes. “I thought maybe someone would have the balls to want to at least pretend to fuck me this year.”
“I’m sure any of the guys, and probably a handful of the girls, would have taken you up on that offer, but not if it meant going against the horsemen.” Kenz lies down next to me. “I mean, if you just want to be devirginized, you could use a dildo or vibrator.”
“It would be an option.” Not sure if I could actually go through with it though. I scrunch up my nose as I look at her. “Seems a little impersonal.”
Kenz rolls to her stomach, pats my head, and gives me a wink. “Not if you do it right.”
“If I’m being punished for trying to get a sanctioned dude to do it, what do you think they’d do to me if I took away their little prize?” I shake my head and stretch my arms over my head. “Besides, they want me togivethem my virginity.”
“Trust me, everyone has heard about the cafeteria today.” She sits up. “If you keep going in there, they’ll have to add it to the daily announcements. Yesterday in the cafeteria, Harper Davidson and the horsemen?—”
Grabbing my pillow, I hit her with it. I hate being talked about. I hate being the center of attention. I don’t want any of this.
“I can’t wait to see you at school tomorrow.” Kenz stands and heads to the door. “Those boys are going to flip out, and the guys who didn’t step forward are going to shit a brick wishing they’d stepped up.”
I smile, thinking of those reactions. “See you then.”
“Peace.” Kenz leaves my room and her footfalls on the stairs fill the quiet. Downstairs, my mom tells her goodbye as Kenz leaves.
I sigh and roll to my side. I haven’t replied to Luke yet. Maybe Kenz is right. Maybe I should just take care of the problem. I shove the empty bags onto the floor and lift my phone over my face.
What would they do if I took away the prize? That old joke ofif I can’t have your virginity, can I have the box it came incomes to mind. I don’t think it’s really my hymen they’re after. If so, they wouldn’t want me for a whole year. My virginity is just part of the package deal.
I drop my phone on the bed and close my bedroom door before heading into my bathroom. After I shower, I stare at my reflection in the mist-covered mirror. This is something I can handle. It’s not great, but I just have to get through each week. I’m almost halfway through this week.
Wrapping my towel tighter around me, I head into my bedroom and cover my mouth to stop my scream. Luke Foster lies reclined on my bed, with his ankles crossed and his hands behind his head like he has every right to be there.
“Don’t mind me. I just wanted to enjoy the live version of the show.”
His gaze trails to my laptop. On it are webcams focused on the other horsemen. Each in their bedroom. Caden sits on an enormous bed. Jack is in his desk chair. Eli must have his laptop on his lap in bed.
“You can’t be in here,” I whisper indignantly. I edge back toward the bathroom to put a door between me and Luke. I’m way more naked than in the bathroom stall yesterday, and I know Luke doesn’t believe in boundaries. “My mom is downstairs.”
I glance at my phone on the bed. I can’t make a dive for it without him grabbing me. Maybe if I lock myself in the bathroom, he’ll go away. Maybe not, but at least I have dirty clothes in there I could put on.
“Yes, your mom is downstairs, sleeping with a very loud show on, littered with death and mayhem. I’m sure one more scream won’t make any difference.” Right, screaming would probably turn Luke on anyway.
I slide my foot back an inch. “You’re going to get me in even more trouble. I won’t be able to leave the house for at least a month.”
Luke rubs his jaw and creeps forward slightly on the bed. My heartbeat ratchets up like he’s toying with me while he hunts me.
“Yes, you’re grounded, which is why we’ve come to you.”
I glance at the laptop screen again. I’m not sure if they can see me from this angle. My hair dangles in wet strands around my bare shoulders. Droplets roll down my skin to the towel, and the only thing between me and this asshole is the wet towel clinging to my body.
“I thought about punishing you in front of everyone again.” Luke moves off the bed like he has all night. I don’t know if I’ll make it to the bathroom before he pounces.
I edge back again. The cold tile touches my heel. Almost there.
