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The question is on the tip of his tongue, but Cal swallows it down at my glare. I already told him—no hospitals. If my parents found out about this, they’d freak out.

“I’ll be fine,” I tell him. “For now, we need to get going. I have class at eleven.”

“Shit, so do I.” He glances at the clock on the nightstand. “I don’t normally sleep this late.”

“Lies,” Wes says. “You constantly oversleep.”

Cal throws a pillow that hits Wes squarely in the chest. “Shut up.”

Rolling his eyes, Wes turns to leave. “You both smell like sex. Shower before we leave.”

“Jealous?” Cal calls.

Wes doesn’t answer—just continues stalking down the hallway.

“He is,” Cal whispers. “Trust me.”

As I watch Wes through the doorway, satisfaction slithers through my stomach. He may have schooled his expressions and tried to play it cool, but he couldn’t take his eyes off me. I got to him, and I hope he’s in a bad mood all day because of it.

Chapter Thirty-One

Wes

I wait outside while everyone gets their shit together.

Fucking Athelia Harper.

After last night, I was hoping she’d soften toward me, even just a little. I let her hit me god knows how many times, but it just seemed to make her angrier.

I’ll be the first to admit that we fucked up, but come on. She saw me in the kitchen and immediately scurried off to Cal’s room to fuck him.

The thing is, I know she wants me. It’s written all over that pretty face of hers any time she looks at me. But before she can let herself have me, she has to punish me first.

And you know what? Fine.

Two can play that game.

If she wants to get a reaction out of me, she’ll have to work a lot harder than this. I’ve waited for years to be able to touch her again. I can wait a little longer.

My dick got impossibly hard from watching Athelia and Cal together, but I’m too spiteful to do anything about it. I stare off into the woods for what feels like a solid twenty minutes, trying todistract myself. Just as it finally calms down, the others file out of the cabin.

Athelia is wearing a dark green sweater dress that reminds me of when her hair used to be dyed. It looked pretty, and it brought out the softness in her eyes. I used to imagine wrapping her long, green hair around my fist while I fucked her from behind. Never got to do it in that specific position, though.

As Athelia tosses her bag into the backseat of her car, she bends over, and I get a glimpse of her panties. Black lace.

Goddammit.

She gets into her car without a single glance at me. When Cal taps on her window, she rolls it down, and he leans in and kisses her on the lips.

I’m gonna kill him.

Kellan nods to her and smirks when Athelia’s eyes darken with want. I’m not sure what that exchange means, but fuck it. I’ll kill Kellan, too. Who the fuck does Athelia think she is that she can leave me out like this?

I wait until she’s on the road before speaking. “She’s moving in with us.”

Kellan laughs. “Good luck getting her to agree to that.”

“She doesn’t need to agree. It’s happening.”

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