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“It’s not just that,” Kay says. My heart rate doubles when I realize she’s on their side. We always have each other’s backs.

She must see my disappointment because she continues with a soft voice. “Cade, you’ll be getting guns from the Wolves. They’re a dangerous organization.”

“We already get our drugs and women from them,” I argue back, trying to remain cool and collected.

“Yeah, but not directly. There’s a process; we have middlemen. We don’t have anything in place for that kind of trading.” She tries to stay sweet, although the strong bitch who doesn’t do business nicely is in the room. Not my older sister.

“I’m gonna suggest something,” my dad intervenes. “Find someone willing to make the trips from the Wolves to our distributors. Then we can talk about it again.”

Fucking asshole. He knows no one would do that kind of job for us. “Okay,” I say anyway. “I will.”

“Sure thing,” Sawyer snorts. “You do that.”

I stand up and throw a potato at his face. “Fuck off.”

I leave without saying bye, hearing my dad tell Kay that I’ll never find anyone. I text Elliot and Ethan to tell them I’m on my way to theirs and to roll me a joint. I need to fucking relax.

I park on their road and go straight to their shitty backyard. It’s small, and the grass is always yellow no matter what, but at least it has some privacy due to the high bushes.

“Here’s our genius,” Ethan shouts as I make my way past the two trash cans they use as a replacement for their broken gate.

“How were classes?” Elliot asks as he lights up the joint.

I sit on one of the plastic chairs next to them and shake my head. “I was at Sawyer’s.”

“Tell me you didn’t miss classes, Cade. You’re the only one of us who goes to college. Make your daddies proud.” Elliot winks at me and pulls at the joint. He’s older than Ethan and me by a year but always hangs out with us.

“I didn’t have anything today.” I’m the only one who goes, even though it’s still the worst community college in the state.

North Shore Community College is overpacked with students who want a chance at life yet can’t get out of here. It’s a fucking joke because one of the best universities in the world is in Silver Falls. Unfortunately, it’s unaffordable for any of us, even if we have the brains. No kids from the North Shore ever got a scholarship to attend there. They’re too scared we’d bring trouble with us. We can barely afford our community college, to begin with.

The trash cans move and we all turn to watch Jade walk into the backyard. She zips up her coat as she walks our way. “Hey, fuckers,” she grins. “I see you started without me.”

“Do we have to call you whenever we light up a joint?” Ethan snarls. They’re not exactly the best of friends. She fucked him first, and then Elliot after. She’s been causing trouble between the stepbrothers for years. Jade is a beauty. Dark skin, pale blue eyes and thick, long brown hair. Her mom is Indian, her dad Portuguese, and she’s a lovely mix of both.

She sits on my lap and wraps an arm around my neck. “Cade didn’t start without me, ‘cause he’s a good friend.” I grab her waist, lifting and putting her on the chair beside mine. Elliot passes the joint to Ethan as I dust off my jeans.

“Ouch, my feelings,” she snorts.

Jade has been very clear over the years about wanting to have sex with me. I personally think she did well enough with the brothers and doesn’t need to add me to the list. We’re better as friends. She’s fine with it unless she’s drunk and texts me all the things she’d like to do to me.

“I bumped into Sophie.” She smirks at me. “Such a pretty name for a huge slut like her.”

Ethan chokes on the smoke as he explodes in a laugh.

“She’s sporting a nice necklace,” she continues before turning to me. “Yours.” She drags her index finger from her ear to her chin, indicating what she means.

“What?” I shrug. “She’s a good fuck.”

Ethan passes me the joint, and I drag in the smoke as Jade keeps going. “Why do you always do this? Leave hickeys along their jaws. Like, everyone is so aware every time you fuck a girl.”

We all chuckle, and I relax as the weed spreads through my system. “I like marking my territory.”

“Women are not objects,” she huffs. “You three are bad, but you’re seriously the worst, Cade.”

“Women are not objects,” I agree. “But the women I fuck are whatever I want them to be. They have no issue with it, trust me.” I wink at her and she takes the joint from me.

"Keep begging, and you’ll get your turn at some point,” Elliot adds. “You’ll go through the three of us eventually.”

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