Page 40 of Twisted Fate

“She’s alright. Slash was just pestering her.”

Lukas growled.

He actually fucking growled at the mention of my name.

His annoyance made me smile a little.

“He needs to fuck off and leave her alone. Hey, babe. Come snuggle?”

I shouldn’t have watched, but who could honestly say they would take their eyes off her in that situation?

Rory stripped down to her panties before climbing into bed, instantly straddling Lukas and giving him a kiss as the blankets pooled around her bare waist.

“How about we skip the movie? Get naked for me, Mr James.”

Lukas groaned but Jensen chuckled, his shirt already off.

I totally didn’t fucking blame him.

“Demanding little thing, aren’t you? How about we fuck you till your legs won’t work, then I’ll carry you into the bathroom for a hot bath? We should have plenty of time for a soak before going to bed for school tomorrow.”

The cheeky smile that hit her face nearly made me fall out of the fucking tree, and the moment she slipped her panties off, I somehow mustered up all my will power and pulled my eyes away to climb down from the tree before I could change my mind.

I might be a piece of shit, but I’d never watch her like that without her knowledge.

She intrigued me, and no one fucking intrigued me.

Shit, was she my friend now?

I didn’t make a habit of giving a shit about anyone other than my crew, but Aurora fucking Donovan was working her way under my skin, and I’d be damned if I didn’t like it.

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Rory

“Hey.”

I glanced up from my lunch at school to find Claire in front of me, an uncomfortable vibe rolling off her.

Tyler went to speak, but I cut him off, my voice unsure.

“Uh, hey?”

“I wasn’t allowed to go to your birthday party, or I would have,” she mumbled, glancing around nervously as she tucked her blonde hair behind her ear with a manicured hand.

I took pity on her.

She was trying to be nice, so I tried to be nice back.

Half-sister and all.

“Do you have classes after lunch?”

“Not today. Why?”

“Meet me at my car at the end of lunch. We’ll go somewhere and talk without the audience,” I replied, a small smile pulling at her glossy lips.

It was fucking weird.