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"Gladly," Dexter says, ripping my thong off and making me shriek.
I attempt to cross my legs, but it's too late. All of them are staring at me now, drinking in inch after inch of my waxed skin. I fucking hate them. I hate what they're doing to me, and I hate how wet it's making me.
"I think she wants this," Caspian speaks up. "Check to see if she's wet."
Dex shoves his hand between my legs unceremoniously, showing them his wet fingers.
"Someone's coming." Julian motions to the field. "Should we leave?"
"What?" Dexter raises his eyes to the figure approaching us. "No, fuck that. Whoever it is, they have to listen to me."
A moment later, I realize the person who's walking up to us is Brazen. I groan, hating the fact that he's about to see me in such a vulnerable position. From a few steps away, my brother calls out to Dexter.
"Yo, Booth. Let the fuck go of my sister."
"Half-sister, if I recall correctly," Dexter calls back.
Brazen's eyes are clouded over and he shocks us all by walking straight to Dexter, slamming his fist into my ex-fiancé’s face.
"I said let the fuck go," Brazen snarls. "Or I'm telling my father."
"Jesus, calm down," Dex picks himself up, wincing as he touches his fingertips to his eye. "Are you fucking crazy? You know who I am, Brazen?"
"I know who you are," my brother nods. "I also know what you did."
I shoot him a panicked glance. How could he possibly know?
"My father told me," Brazen goes on. "And we both know what that means for me, don't we, Booth?"
If he really does know... then he also knows my Firstborn status will go to him if this comes out. What's the point of not telling everyone? He would be so much better off, and he doesn't give a shit about me, anyway.
Brazen looks at me, winking as he says to Dexter, "Let her go. And Brantley, too."
"Or else what?"
Dexter hisses.
"Or else I get my father on this field and watch him skin you alive," Brazen grunts.
"This isn't over," Julian says, pushing Easton forward and making him stumble. "Come on Caspian, we'd better get going."
I'm starting to realize that beside Dexter, there's only one person these boys have respect for - and that's my father.
Dexter and Brazen continue to glare at one another while I quickly pick up my stuff and get dressed, covering up as much of my body as I can with my now ripped clothes.
"Pandora, meet me in front of the school in ten," Brazen tells me. "I'm gonna have a private conversation with Dexter here, and then we're going home."
"O-Okay," I manage, checking to make sure if Easton's okay.
He gives me a curt nod, and we leave together, with the other two guys facing off in a silent blinking contest.
"I'm so sorry," I rush to tell Easton.
"Don't be," he shakes his head. "I should have protected you. I'll figure this out, Pandora. We can't let them treat you this way."
"Thank you." I surprise myself by saying it, but it feels damn good to have an ally. "See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. You okay to get home?"
