She’s lived here for a week and known about it for two. No one at school knows she lives here with me. Not even her friend or boyfriend. She hasn’t tried to fit herself into the Haves.
She’s worn the skirts she asked her mother for, but the ones she had were dangerously short. I smirk. Not that I minded. I actually prefer the old skirts.
She’s continuing on like she always has. Like nothing’s changed in her life. Like I haven’t taken it over. If she wanted popularity, she could have seized it. If she wanted material goods, all she has to do is ask, and my father would give her mother anything she wants.
Evan stays with her people. I don’t trust Mia, but she doesn’t know about Evan’s relationship with the three of us.Relationship. I scoff. I guess that’s what we have if she’s not dating Chase. It’s not like I’ll let Evan start dating other people.
Not until I’m finished with her.
Fuck, what are we doing? I run my hand through my hair.
She startles awake and looks up at me with wide, terrified eyes. She relaxes when she realizes it’s me. What the fuck? Who did she think it was creeping into her bedroom? I better be the only one doing that. Or Cam or Hawk.
She stretches and sits up. “Must have fallen asleep.”
“Must have.”
She blinks those pretty eyes and smiles like she’s happy to see me. “Where are the others?”
“Home, getting ready for tonight. We need to talk.”
She nods, and her fingers reach for the bruise on my jaw. I grab them before she can touch it again.
Her eyes search mine. We’re in weird territory here. I should demand she suck my cock or drive her wild with my mouth on her clit and sink my finger into her wet cunt, but instead, we’re just sitting here. And while I’d be happy to fuck around, I just need to be close to her. Something shifted last night.
Once I can fuck her, I’ll get her out of my system.
“What’s the plan for tonight?” she asks.
“Olivia’s party.” I release her hand.
She nods. “I was supposed to go with Chase.”
She glances at her phone but doesn’t reach for it.
“Do you want to go with us?” The words slip from my lips.
Her gaze darts to mine in confusion. “What?”
The fuck am I doing?
“Damon!” There’s a sharp knock at my door. My dad. I stand and go face the music.
Chapter 5
EvanAnn
Damon goes through the bathroom and barely closes his bathroom door. When he lets his father into his room, I hold my breath. My door to the bathroom is still open.
“Let’s hear it then,” Damon says.
“A fight?” Adam sounds disappointed. I heard that part last night. What I’m curious about is with who? Was it something because of Olivia? Or… I don’t even want to think it, because I don’t understand what that would mean.
Damon doesn’t answer his dad, but I’m not surprised.
For a second, I’m locked in place. Should I leave my room? Or stay and listen?
I shouldn’t listen. But I’m so fucking curious. He wouldn’t tell me who he fought with. Does his dad know?
