Page 2 of Twisted Fate

Even he knew there was always a but involved.

“But, don’t tell Lukas. I hear it makes him a little shitty,” he teased as Lukas joined us, pulling me back against his chest and kissing my neck.

He sounded amused as he spoke, despite it being no secret that he wasn’t a fan of Slash.

“Don’t tell Lukas what?”

“Oh, Slash has a crush on you,” I shrugged casually, Slash growling at me with irritation.

Payback for showing up and causing a scene? Completed.

“You’re a fucking bitch, Donovan. I’ll drop by later with the guys. I’ll tell Skeet to bring you whisky,” he muttered, motioning for his guys to head to their cars.

Lukas frowned once they’d driven off, tires spinning and engines roaring into the distance.

“Now, tell me what he really said.”

I turned in his arms, pinning him with a serious look.

“Ty set it up with him, so don’t be mad at Slash for the lines he’s giving me later.”

He scowled instantly, but I softened him with a kiss, knowing it would calm him.

“It’s my birthday, Luke. Don’t get crazy over it.”

“Sorry that I worry about my fucking girlfriend overdosing,” he snorted, swinging an arm around my shoulders to lead me to my locker to grab my bag, before we wandered to the cafeteria for lunch.

I scowled as we walked in and Caden climbed up on the table with his arms wide, speaking loud enough for everyone to hear him.

“Well, if it isn’t the birthday girl! C’mon baby, come sit on my lap for your present. I made it all by myself.”

I smirked, finding it hard to keep the laughter out of my voice.

“One pump wonder? You shouldn’t have, Holloway.”

People laughed around us, but Caden flipped me the bird, amusement flashing in his bright green eyes.

“You’ll pay for that later.”

“Counting on it, rich boy,” I cooed with a wink as he climbed off the table, pulling me onto his lap to straddle him.

He gave me a kiss, smiling affectionately as the teasing left his eyes.

“Happy Birthday, baby.”

“You’ve said that one hundred times since six this morning when you fucking woke me up. It’s just another day, Caden,” I complained, but he pouted like the child that he was.

“It’s your eighteenth! We’re going to have some fun, trust me. Also, you love it when I wake you up,” he waggled his eyebrows before burying his face in my neck, but Jensen snorted from across the table.

“Save it for later, Holloway.”

The boys bickered for a while, Lukas giving Jensen the side eye for some reason through most of it, but they went quiet when Claire walked past, pausing and looking right at me with her blue eyes that matched mine.

“Happy Birthday.”

“Uh, thanks,” I mumbled, watching as she walked off with Mandy in tow without a backwards glance.

Lukas nudged Jensen, making him scowl.