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“I hope you like your cervix bruised,” I say. “If it doesn’t fit, Royal makes it fit. It might sound sexy, but trust me, being in constant pain gets old fast.”
I turn and walk up to the house, fully expecting Royal to grab me and manhandle me off his property. He must be into that girl, though, because he stays to explain himself instead of following me.
Duke’s door is closed, and a tie hangs from the knob. No doubt he charmed yet another poor freshman out of her virginity.
Baron’s at his desk setup, playing a video game. He makes me wait a solid fifteen minutes before he takes off his headphones and swivels away from the three monitors to face me.
“What’s up, Lo?” he asks. “We’re kind of in the middle of something.”
“Do you have someone here?” I ask, glancing at a tray of fancy hors d’oeuvres on the table beside the door.
“Duke’s got her right now,” he says, stretching his sculpted arms over his head. “When he’s done, he’ll tell her he’s going for snacks, and then I’ll tag in for the next round.” He takes off his glasses and ruffles his hair, giving me a disconcerting grin that instantly turns him into his identical twin. It still creeps me out how he can mirror even Duke’s expressions, becoming him in two seconds flat.
“Charming,” I mutter.
He picks up his glasses and slips them back on. “Everyone knows if you fuck one of us, you’re signing up to fuck both of us,” he says. “What does it matter if she doesn’t know she’s already done it?”
“It probably matters to her.”
He shrugs. “You know how it works. Two for one deal. So, what’d you want?”
“You know how I had that boyfriend back in Savannah?”
“Yeah, Riley. What about it?”
“Rylan,” I correct tracing my fingers along the pattern in his duvet. “Anyway, he’s here. He’s going to Willow Heights starting on Monday.”
“So?” Baron asks, watching me intently.
“You knew?” I ask, my gaze darting to his.
“I know everything,” he says.
I’m not surprised. Cotton’s their little bitch, just like Dixie.
I swallow my pride and go in for the ask. “It’s just… He thinks we’re still together, and that I was saving myself for him.”
Baron throws his head back and laughs. I feel my face heating, but I control it with my breathing, waiting for him to get done finding the thought of me being a virgin so fucking hilarious. At last, he slides his fingers under his glasses and wipes his eyes. He once told me he recognizes humor in an intellectual way, but he doesn’t actually know how to laugh. Even though I know he faked that to humiliate me, he’s so good at it I almost believe it.
“Can you just… Not tell him?” I ask. “Please? I’ll do anything you want in return.”
The corner of his mouth tugs up into a smile. “You already do anything we want.”
“I know,” I say. “I don’t have much to offer. I’m at your mercy, Baron. I’m begging of you. Please. As a friend, as your most loyal lackey…”
“You don’t just want us to keep quiet about fucking you,” he says, crossing his arms and leaning back to study me. “You want to fuck him, don’t you?”
I swallow. For the first time in years, I don’t know what I want, and that scares me. I always wanted to go back to Savannah, to go back to Rylan, for things to be like they were when we were together before. That daydream was my lifeline, and now it’s been severed.
Maybe I can still have it, though. Maybe he was just hurt about seeing Royal’s picture, and he didn’t know what he was doing because he was a virgin. Now he’s gotten it out of his system. Like my sisters said, he must really love me if he’d literally track me down, get his mother to marry someone so he could move in next door, and never date another girl in the years we were apart. I have to at least try.
“Yes,” I agree, sitting up straight and facing Baron. “I want to be his girlfriend. What would that take?”
He hooks his hands behind his head and swivels the chair gently back and forth as he considers. “It might be fun to watch. But we can’t just let you go, Lo. You’re our queen. You belong to us. If people see some guy come in and steal you?” He shakes his head. “No. That can’t happen.”
“He could be in our circle too,” I say. “Like Dawson was. If you own me, you can choose to give me to your friend Rylan, like you allowed my sisters to date this year.”
“Hmm,” he says. “What if we just let him fuck you? I want to see his face when he realizes you’re the furthest thing from a virgin.”
