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“You dream about us? What kind of fucked up shit goes through your head?” Foxyn asked.
I licked my lips. “You don’t want to know.”
His blue eyes sparkled, and I got the distinct feeling he very much wanted to know.
“We have a few questions for you,” Leyton said.
I glanced his way. He looked relaxed, but he always did. Out of the three of them, Leyton was the one who always scared me the most. The amount of calm that always blanketed him was unnatural.
“What?” I squeaked out as Foxyn’s hand flexed around my neck.
I was tempted to tell him to squeeze harder. I should probably focus on what they wanted first.
“This isn’t your room,” Leyton pointed out. It wasn’t a question, so I didn’t treat it as one. “You’re not registered in the school either.”
Again, I said nothing. I knew he’d figure it out.Fuck, he’s such a sexy genius.
“So why the fuck are you here?” Foxyn growled in my ear.
My body reacted on its own. I pulled my legs closer, trying desperately not to spread them for them to do with as they pleased.
“Are you going to keep quiet?” Leyton asked.
“Maybe he misses us playing with him,” Theon supplied.
I do, more than anything.
Theon hopped onto the twin-size bed and came closer to me. His green eyes danced with mischief the more he neared. My heart raced every inch he ate up between us. I was hyper-aware of each of them. Even the slight breeze of the AC pumping through the vent had goosebumps rising over my arms.
“I’d say it’s a yes. What do you say, Ramsey?”
I’m going to die of a fucking heart attack.I licked my lips while swallowing a few times trying to make my mouth work. However, with all three of them so close and one of them touching me, I was reduced to stupidity. My brain shut down as all the blood flowed straight to my cock.
“Get dressed,” Leyton said.
Foxyn shoved me as he released me. I instinctively touched my neck where his hot hand had been.I want it back there.
“What are you thinking about?” Theon asked right next to me.
I nearly jumped and turned to look at him. “Nothing.”
He hummed as he hopped off the bed and rested his hands behind his head. “Come on.”
Back in high school, questioning would only result in annoying the fuck out of Leyton. I slipped out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cool tile floor.
“You have thirty seconds to get ready. Take any longer, and we will be dragging you out of here,” Leyton warned.
Theon winked at me as he glanced down my body. I had loose pajama bottoms that did very little to hide my raging hard-on. They stepped out of my room, and I hurriedly slipped on a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. I forwent socks and slipped on tennis shoes. I glanced at the knife still on the bed and reluctantly put it away.
Six years I hadn’t been without it. For some reason, I didn’t want to have it with the guys. They’d known me as innocent Ramsey. I might have been known for my family name, but I was considered an outsider, a softie too gentle for this world. Times had changed.
I reached for the knob just as Foxyn slammed the door open, narrowly missing my face. My hair wisped over my face, and I blew it out of my line of sight.
“He’s ready,” Foxyn said.
“So, you still know how to listen.” Leyton glanced my way before heading down the hall.
“Let’s go. Try anything, and I will break your bones,” Foxyn said.
