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I look up at Blake, “This is the girl who was assaulted?”
“No,” he sighs, “That is who helped the Lords assault the other girl.”
My face twists disgustingly, “Are you fucking serious right now?”
All Blake does is nod.
“So, where is the file on the victim?” Fynn scowls at our friend's father, “If you have these files, you must have hers.”
“Well, had you not been so hasty in grabbing that file, I would have given you both,” Blake replies sarcastically, handing Fynn the last folder.
He wastes no time opening the folder. He freezes. I can see the rage building in my best friend's eyes as he stares at whatever is in the folder. I'm worried about looking at it myself because if it's having this effect on Fynn, it can't be good. I have to know, though. So, I hold my hand out and wait for Fynn to place it in my hand instead of snatching it from him like the last one.
Keeping my eyes on his until I open the folder, I swallow hard before I allow my eyes to drop to its contents. The face and then the name on the page pop out at me as ones I recognize all too well. I slowly look back up at Fynn, my jaw clenched and the edge of the folder now crumbling inside my fist.
Fynn and I share a knowing look before I say, “This is not going to end well, at all.”
FORTY-SIX
Jett
Iheard Oakley's Camaroleave a little while ago, two doors closing just before it took off. I didn't want to say anything to my Lovely, but I also heard the creak of Fynn's bedroom door opening, so I know he left with Oakley. I'm not sure what's going on with my friend, but I know one thing, he'll tell us when he's ready.
Lina is humming to some tunes she's listening to through her air pods while I scroll through my social media account. It's just been one of those days where we've lazed around. However, one slight movement from the beautiful girl beside me has a particular appendage stirring to life.
All she does is lay further down on the bed, but it's enough that it pushes her t-shirt up, showing off her creamy flat stomach. The sleep shorts she changed into before crawling into my bed are more like booty shorts. So, what do I do? I move my hand over to her bare thigh and caress the soft skin, giving her goosebumps.
Of course, I don't stop. I toss my phone aside and turn to lie on my left side, propping my head up with my hand. A slow grin pulls at my lips when her body tenses as soon as my hand moves to her midriff. Her breathing becomes shallow, and I bet that if I slip my hand between the warmth of her thighs, I'll find her wet.
I dip my head, running my tongue across the skin that is yearning to be touched. A giggle bubbles from my Lovely's lips when my tongue finds her belly button. Without stopping, I slide across her thigh and make myself comfortable between them. I can already feel the heat radiating from her core.
If she was going to stop me, she'd have done it by now, but it doesn't stop the small shriek that comes out of her when I grab hold of her thighs and spread them wide and upwards. It also doesn't stop the moan that can be heard when my mouth latches on to her covered cunt, licking her up and down until the fabric is soaked. Letting her legs go, they drop down, so I can hook my fingers into the waist and tug them off.
“I'm going to have a little snack, Lina. Do you want to guess what I'm going to do after that?” I toss her shorts and thong to the floor as I stare down at her smoothly waxed pussy.
“You're going to fuck me...”
