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Chapter Eleven
Cyrus
Fuck.
The cop hasn’t noticed us yet. He’s parked at the front end of the layby, his windows down as he talks on his radio. Our bikes are parked to the right, just behind the cars separating us from him, but it’s not enough to conceal us. We can’t afford to be arrested again, not with drugs on us.
“Cyrus,” Bray hisses.
“I know, I see him,” I mutter. “We are going to have to sneak past.”
“I’ve got four bags on me still.” He sighs. “That’s possession with intent to sell.”
Fuck, he’s right.
“What are you so worried about?” Blair snorts. “Just get on the bikes and go past him.”
“They know our bikes, know to stop us,” I snarl, glaring at her and her friend. Why the fuck is she even here? Shouldn’t she be back at the party fucking that random idiot? Or dancing on all those snot-nosed boys and jumping off roofs? Okay, so that was pretty fucking impressive, but still. This cunt comes with a lot of complications, and just because she’s living under my roof doesn’t mean we are responsible for her.
“Oh fuck it, fine.” She sighs. “Make sure you get Faye away.” She points in my face. “I mean it, asshole, you owe me.”
I frown, wondering what the fuck she’s going on about when she suddenly runs up to the car and lifts her top, pressing her breasts to the window.
Oh shit.
Bray and Asher rush to the bikes, and I follow after them, throwing my leg over as I start the engine. Faye gets on behind Bray and holds on as they gun it past the car just as the cop gets out. He looks familiar. Is he the one who almost arrested her at the diner? She gives me a pointed look over his shoulder, and he moves to follow her gaze, so she yanks her top higher. I don’t hear what he says, but he looks confused about what to do as she turns him so his back is to us. He advances on her, his muscles bunching.
I might not like the bitch, but even I know that cop is bad news for her.
Revving the bike, I pull behind the cop car and narrow my eyes on her. “Get on,” I mouth and jerk my head. I should leave her here, but she helped us, so I decide to be nice for once.
But it gives me the perfect view of her bare tits. Her full, high tits. One of her nipples has a sparkling bar through it, and my cock instantly hardens as I stare, just as entranced as the cop who’s spouting shit to her.
“You fucking little hussy, I knew you would be here,” he rants. She yanks her shirt down, and with a wink at him, she runs past, leaping onto my bike and tapping my shoulder to urge me to go.
“Go!” she shouts, and then she turns and gives the cop her middle finger as he swears and rushes to his car.
I rev and speed away, winding in and out of traffic until I catch up with my brothers. Her arms are wrapped around me, holding on as she leans into me as we drive. I overtake Bray and Asher, and when we are far enough away, I pull to the side and idle the bike. “Where am I going?” I growl.
She reels off an address as I yank on my helmet and then pull back into traffic, letting them follow me.
She holds on the entire way through the city until we pull up outside a two-story house on the poorer side of the city. I idle at the curb as the others drive up behind me. She swings off and stops before me.
“This doesn’t mean we like you,” I snarl as I flip up my helmet. “Crew doesn’t owe anyone, understand?”
Stepping closer, she raps her knuckles on my helmet. “Whatever you say, stepbrother. Don’t be too nice about me saving your ass.”
“Feel free to do anything to my ass anytime.” Bray grins, helping Faye off the bike.
“Later, losers. Try not to have too many dreams about me.” She winks at me. “Especially my breasts since you were staring hard enough to memorise them.” She turns, and arm in arm with her friend, she walks away as I gnash my teeth.
“I fucking hate her,” I snap.
“She did save us,” Asher remarks as he starts the engine. “Come on, I’m hungry.”
“Wait, you saw her tits? What were they like? I bet they were a good handful, right?” Bray says, but I ignore him as Asher sighs and starts an argument on why he shouldn’t objectify women.
“What? I can’t say tits? What about fun bags? Handfuls of joy?” Bray laughs as my eyes stay locked on her retreating back... and ass.
