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Either way, it just pisses me off more. It’s like it’s a game to them. Like this isn’t our lives this woman has marched herself into and started fucking with. She’s here, like she owns the place, making herself at home and fucking things up.
Of course they both love it.
Knox is a sucker for chaos. Anything new and different and exciting. Plus, River seems to understand him in a fucked up way. He wouldn’t spend so much time around her if she didn’t.
Ash just wants to fuck her, and he probably has already. She’s the type to get him excited, and he also likes when things are happening. Especially things that involve a pretty girl. Both of them are missing the point—that she’ll be gone soon enough, and all the shit she fucked up will have to try to get back to normal. If that’s even possible.
I stand in the middle of the living room glaring at her, feeling like I’m the only one who gets it. Mad at her for fucking with my shit, for being so damn compelling. I want her to kill Ivan so she can get the fuck out of our lives already, even though I know it won’t be that easy.
Nothing’s ever that fucking easy.
Her grin just goes wider as she glances down at the book in my hand. “Oh, yeah. That was me.”
Anger rises in me. I’m pissed as fuck. She’s grinning like she doesn’t have a care in the world, like it doesn’t faze her that she fucked with my stuff.
I stride toward her, prepared to yank her up, bend her over my knee and punish her if I have to, but her phone rings before I reach her.
She rolls her eyes at me and pulls it out of her pocket, answering it as soon as she sees the name on the screen. Her face goes serious in an instant, all traces of humor falling away. She gets up from the couch, moving over to a corner to talk in a hushed conversation.
I hear her say “Are you sure?” and “Okay,” and “Don’t worry. I’ll be there.”
Everyone in the room stops, looking at her while she talks. Knox has stopped laughing, and Ash isn’t grinning anymore. The atmosphere in the room has completely changed.
I forget all about the books, waiting to hear the verdict.
Finally, she hangs up and turns to look at all of us.
“That was Avalon,” she says. “Ivan put in a request for a girl, and Avalon volunteered to do it for the night. It’s go time.”
