Page 11 of See How She Dies


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“Kat.” Sipping his drink—bourbon straight up—Jason smiled.

“What do you mean?” Zach asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

Jason snorted and cocked his head toward the dance floor. “I saw that little exhibition.”

Mortified, Zach gritted his teeth.

“Christ, she can be a bitch.” Jason raked an impatient hand through his thick, chestnut-colored hair. “I know what she’s up to, saw her coming on to you. She damned near laid down and spread her legs right in the middle of the dance floor.” He took a swallow of his drink and stared at Kat and Witt. “It’s some sort of game with her.”

A muscle worked in Zach’s jaw. He felt the angry tic and couldn’t control it.

“She did it on purpose, you know. Decided you needed putting in your place, which, I might add, she did.”

“I hate her.”

“Don’t we all?” Jason replied, his eyes following his stepmother as she danced. “But she might just be the most incredibly sexy woman on this planet. I wonder what she’s like in bed.”

“I don’t want to know.” Zachary scowled and refused to look at the object of their discussion.

“Sure you do. Every man here would like a little piece of the Kat.” He flung a brotherly arm over Zach’s shoulders. “But she doesn’t play her games with them. No way. For some reason she’s picked you to toy with. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she might have her sights set on you.”

“Oh, Jesus! No way!” Zach said, though his heart skipped a beat.

“I’m not so sure. She sure hasn’t come on to me like she just did with you and I’ve seen her, when she thinks no one’s watching. The way she looks at you. Christ, it’s hot.”

“Stop it.”

“But you can’t mess with her. If Dad ever found out—”

“Cut it out, Jason,” Zach said, suddenly anxious. First Kat and now his brother. “I’m not going to mess with her.”

Jason lifted a shoulder. “Everyone’s always said you were different—I guess Kat just wants to find out if it’s true.”

“God, Jason, listen to what you’re saying! No, don’t! It’s sick.”

“You know what you need to do?”

Zach didn’t answer.

“Go out and get laid.” Leaning closer to Zach, he pointed a finger at a swarm of teenaged girls, their makeup and hairstyles right out of Seventeen magazine. Compared to Katherine they seemed young and gawky and…desperate. “But not with Kat. Like I said, the old man would tan your hide if he found out. But Alicia Kramer is so hot for you she can barely stand it. I’ll bet she’s creaming all over herself just looking at you.”

“Stop it!” Zach hissed, but Jason laughed, obviously pleased that he’d gotten such a violent reaction.

“I’m telling you, sliding into her would be like sticking it into hot pudding.”

“For Christ’s sake, cut it out!” Zach slid a glance in Alice’s direction and caught her hopeful gaze. She was a petite girl with big boobs and a bad complexion she disguised with thick makeup. Her teeth were straight, compliments of the braces she’d worn for two years. She wasn’t bad looking. She giggled and blushed when she caught Zach’s eye. But Zach wasn’t interested in the daughter of some big-shot banker. No way. Compared to Kat, Alicia seemed like a child.

“She’s so horny she can barely keep her dress on. Look, I can tell you from my own experience that the Kramer girls are definitely hot-blooded. My guess is Alicia will give you a ride you’ll remember for the rest of your life.”

“No thanks,” Zach replied.

“I’m telling you, little brother, it’s time. I can hook you up with—”

“Forget it, Jason.”

Jason grabbed his arm. “Really, Zach. I know how you feel, like a powder keg ready to explode, and believe me, you can only take it so long.” His voice lowered a little. “There’s a girl I know…well, a woman, really. She…well, she knows just what to do to make a man feel good. She’s expecting me tonight.”

“A hooker? Are you talking about a hooker?” Zach demanded, shocked, yet a little intrigued. Did Jason really know a prostitute? Holy shit!

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