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He hands it off to Walker. "You look cranky as fuck, Brendon."
Walker shoots him a drop it look.
I can practically hear Ryan rolling his eyes. "You ever shut the fuck up?" He looks to the lawyer sitting behind the desk. "Sorry."
"I've heard worse." The lawyer's voice is flat. Like he only cares about dollar signs and dotted lines.
Dean is fucking annoying.
But he's right.
I should be over the moon.
I shouldn't be thinking about all that desir
e in Kay's eyes.
I've had half a day to get over it, but I haven't.
I've thought about Kay a million times, but I always knew it was a fantasy. That I wouldn't throw her on the bed and split her in half. That I wouldn't order her onto her knees and fuck that pretty pink mouth. That I wouldn't slam her against the wall and fuck her hard enough to leave bruises on her cheek.
But I could.
She knows every dirty thing I want to do to her.
And she wants that too.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Kaylee
I don't go home after school.
I go straight to the shop.
Park my bike at the rack out front. Smooth my dress. Run my fingers through my hair. Switch from my prescription sunglasses to my regular glasses.
Brendon is in there somewhere.
I can handle looking him in the eyes.
Really, I can.
The bell rings as I pull the door open.
At once, the room quiets.
Conversations cease.
Tattoo guns stop buzzing.
Footsteps move into the lobby.
There's Ryan.
Walker.
Brendon. He's in the back. Leaning against the wall. Looking straight through me.
