Page 11 of Evil Boys


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“That sigh was huge,” she says.

“Oh, just some shit with some dudes …” I mutter, taking another sip. “Nothing important.”

“Shit with dudes?” Brooke sticks her head out from behind Irina. “You were out last night?”

“Only for a few minutes,” I respond when they both eagle-eye me. “It was just some casual drinks. No biggie.” I change the subject before things get out of hand. “So what classes do you girls still have left for the day?”

“Ummm…” Irina checks her schedule. “I know there’s economics, but I could’ve sworn I have another one right after.”

I adjust the red ribbon in my hair and look at the people in the grass while I wait. But my eyes land on a particular set of eyes, one pure white, the other as green as an emerald.

He stands near the fountain, just like yesterday, this time alone. He has a cigarette between two fingers, eyes smoldering as fiercely as the cigarette’s bud while they stare me down.

A creeping chill runs up my spine … because no matter how hard I try, I can’t look away.

* * *

Kai

That girl…

My eyes home in on her gorgeous oval face, those killer cat-lined eyes, her narrow jawline, and sharp cheekbones as cutthroat as her soul. Her beautiful full, red lips make my tongue dart out to wet mine, her skin so pale not even that black dress she’s wearing could hide the fact that she rarely comes out into the sun.

A protected princess, hidden away by her father until even he could no longer contain her.

And now she’s here to study, pretending to be a part of the masses.

But now we both know that’s only a farce, a mask she puts on to make the people she loves believe she’s capable of more than the violence they’ve all inherited.

Fucking Lana Rivera …

I take the red ribbon out of my pocket and look at it once more.

A smirk slowly spreads on my face as I gaze up at the girl laughing her worries away, the wind softly breezing through the ribbon in her hair.

Looks like apples don’t fall far from the tree after all.

I clutch the ribbon tighter, wondering if I should tell Milo and Nathan.

If I should give them the opportunity to interrogate her … or if I should do it myself.

All alone, just the two of us.

Killer to killer.

Oh, little violent kitty … I found you.

You can run all you want … but I’m gonna find a way to lure you out of your den.

And when I do, I’m going to have so much fucking fun with you.

NATHAN

Weeks ago

“Wait,wait, wait, don’t take our car!” I yell at the people filtering through my parents’ mansion.

“Sorry, dude, I’m just doing my job,” the guy says as he hops inside and starts the engine like he owns it.

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