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“Well enough.” I wink, loving that he’s not acting jealous or weird. After all, we just had a quickie.

“Come on, let me introduce you to some people.” He turns and starts to walk across the grass, so I follow him over to a group of lads. I always felt like a sore thumb in those rich parties anyway, like they all knew I came from the streets and stolen money. Here? Booze, drugs, and the sun? It feels right. No one is judging what you’re wearing, how much your jewellery costs, or how many followers you have.

It’s just about having a good time.

The group consists of five lads all around our age. There’s a redhead who grins as Walker introduces me. “This is Blair, she’s cool. Blair, this brighter than the sun idiot is Malcolm.” He cheers me with his beer before pointing at an attractive blond-haired, blue-eyed man. “Billy.” I nod, and he introduces the other three as Dustin, Jay, and Will.

“Shit, she’s a Crew girl, isn’t she? They aren’t going to kick our asses for looking at her, are they?” Billy teases.

“I’m no one’s girl, cutie.” I wink, even as annoyance fills me. “If anyone’s gonna kick your ass, it’s me.” That makes them laugh.

“So, for real though, there’s a rumour you’re their sister?” Jay asks. His wet black hair is pushed back, and his beard is untrimmed, but he’s built. What’s in the water around here? “That true? Because I gotta tell you, that’s a damn shame for them… not for us though.”

“Yeah, if you like your head attached, I’d stay away though,” Will warns.

“Stepsister,” I confirm. “And they won’t kill you.”

“Not what I heard,” Dustin inserts with a laugh.

I narrow my eyes. “What have you heard?”

“There was word sent out last night that you’re off limits,” Billy tells me, looking me over with a hungry gaze. “Unless we want our asses kicked and our bodies to turn up in the water.”

“Basically, they will hurt us and then kill us for even looking at you.” Jay shrugs.

“No shit?” Walker grins and winks at me. “Good job this only just came into effect.”

“Fuck them.” I snort and down my beer. “They don’t own me. If they try to hurt whoever I want to fuck, I’ll kill them.”

“Damn, that’s hot,” Billy mutters, licking his lips. “You taking on the Crew? You’ve got some big balls, girl.”

“You know it. If you’re good, I might even let you see them.” That makes them laugh again, even as I debate how best to murder my three new stepbrothers. How dare they warn people off me? I can fuck who I want. Just because I fucked Cyrus and made nice doesn’t mean they get to control me. I am my own person. Maybe that’s why I do it. Maybe, just like Faye said, I like to self-destruct. I down some shots, grab Billy’s hand, and drag him behind the barn as Walker laughs and Jay catcalls us.

Fuck the Crew brothers. I’ll do whoever I want, and they can’t do a fucking thing about it.

“You’re hot—” Billy starts, but I don’t want his words. I turn and press my hands to Billy’s bare, golden chest and push. He falls back against the barn wall with a grin as I plaster myself to his chest.

His head descends and he kisses me hard, his teeth hitting mine—he’s not great at it. His hands roam my body, grabbing my ass and squeezing. I close my eyes, and the image of Cyrus’s expert hands touching me comes to mind. I try to push it away, to forget the way he tasted and the way he kissed me so hard and perfectly, dominating my mouth.

Fuck, am I messing up? Am I using this to hurt them? To push them away? Is Faye right? I turn my head as I debate it. If I do this, there’s no going back. It will hurt them… I think. I’m being impulsive because I’m pissed about what they did. They probably said it as some fucked up way to protect me, not control me. Not like him…

Fuck. Billy’s lips run down my neck as I open my eyes, ready to push him away. I can’t do this. Even if I hate them, even if they annoy me and I want to jump their bones and also kill them.

I can’t keep self-destructing, not just for them and Faye… but for me. I promised to try harder, to trust in these foreign feelings and not do stupid shit just because it’s easier not to think or feel. But as my eyes open, I meet three hard gazes, and my heart drops.

I straighten in Billy’s unaware, clumsy grasp as excitement fills me. I’ve just dared the Crew brothers to back up their claim, and from the look in their eyes, they plan to do just that.

I turn to Billy to warn him, but he smashes his lips to me again, even as I fight to push him away. I manage and stumble back, wiping my mouth.

“Blair,” comes a snap. I turn and groan, meeting all three sets of the Crew brothers’ eyes. Shit. I’m so busted.

“Hello, trouble.” Asher grins.

“Who’s your friend?” Bray says. “Don’t be shy now, babe.” He looks at Billy, who has turned pale. I cross my arms and step in front of him.

“No one.” I sigh. “What are you guys doing here?”

“We were bored, and then we heard some rumours that our girl was teasing all the boys,” Bray replies.

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