Everyone’s stopped eating. “Well, c’mon, tell us then,” Davy says.
The smug smile on his face makes me glare. “Sunny Reed.”
And my whole world suddenly comes crashing down.
CHAPTER 11
Xavier
Rage slowly bubblesto the surface.
“No way,” Davy says.
Kevin laughs. “Good one. Almost got me there.”
The fury mounts and mounts while I clutch the pizza so tightly that all the pepperoni squishes together.
“It’s true. She crawled in through my window and tied me to my chair,” Orion adds. “But if you don’t want to believe me, that’s fine. It’ll be my little secret that I had a taste of her delectable pussy.”
That’s it.
I lunge over the table, grab him by the shirt, and shove the pizza right into his goddamn mouth, the whole fucking slice. “Don’t fucking talk about her like that, motherfucker!”
He mumbles through the slice. “What? It’s the truth.”
“Stop fucking lying about Sunny!” I yell, stuffing the pizza so far down his throat he nearly suffocates from it.
“Wow, you’re taking this too seriously,” Davy says. “Calm down.”
“What the fuck, Xav?” Atlas barks, trying to get me off him.
But I’m anything but calm. I’m fucking furious that Orion dares to lie about her.
And if it isn’t a lie, that means she chose him over me.
It would break me into pieces.
“It’s. True,” Orion chokes out.
I shove the pizza farther into his mouth. “No. It fucking can’t be.”
Atlas rips me away from Orion long enough to allow him to swallow a bit of the pizza and spit the rest out. “Jesus Christ.”
“Then how come I know she’s visited the Tartarus Society to look for you?” Orion says between coughs and heaves. “Because she told me after she was done toying with me.”
“What?” I stop trying to fight Atlas to get him off me.
“She actually came to the door last night and asked about you,” Davy says, leaning back in his seat. “I said you weren’t home and asked if she wanted to party with us.” He shrugs. “Too bad she declined, would’ve loved to hit that.”
I nearly throw the entire pizza box at his face.
I’m fucking fuming at the thought that any of these fuckers would touch her, let alone invite her to one of their sex parties filled with pure debauchery.
“She’d cut off your dick if you tried,” I retort, then get up, snatching a slice of pizza so I can have breakfast to-go instead.
I don’t have time to waste on these fuckers. I gotta prove to Sunny that I’m stronger, faster, better than him, so that she’ll never need anyone else but me.
“Running already?” Atlas asks, smiling.
