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“You didn’t offer to keep her company in bed?” I tease.
He snorts. “Yeah, I can see her mom agreeing to that. I swear, the woman’s like a fucking mama bear around Mackenzie. She acts like the girl is eight instead of nineteen.”
“She’s nearly twenty,” I comment. “Few days from now is her birthday.”
"She told you when her birthday is?”
Dom seems jealous of my little insight.
I slow to a walk, catching my breath. “Nah, I asked Mrs. Tarnowski for her file.”
He slows to match my pace and cocks an eyebrow. “And she gave it to you?”
“Not the whole thing, but she gave me part of it. She loves me.”
“Filthy old bitch. She’s probably hoping to get a ride on your dick if she treats you like you’re something special.”
I chuckle. “Maybe I’ll let her. Pussy is pussy, right?”
Dom pulls a face, and I punch him in the arm. I’m not that desperate. My sneakers crunch on some reddish-orange fallen leaves. It’ll be fall here soon enough, and then the snow will start. Things always get interesting here when it starts snowing. It’s not as though we leave often—everything we need is provided for us on campus—but there’s a difference between being able to leave and being snowed in. People start to get even crazier than normal.
“Anyway,” I say, moving on, “Mackenzie went to a pretty crappy university before she came here. There’s no way she deserves to be at Verona Falls.”
“So why is she?” Dom wonders. “I know it’s only because her mom is marrying my dad, but what got her mom onto my dad’s radar in the first place? You say she went to a shit university, so it’s not like she’s from one of our families. It doesn’t make sense.”
I consider what he’s said. “I think it had something to do with her father. He died about a year ago.”
“Have you done some digging?”
“Yeah. Official story is he was shot during a robbery gone wrong, but I’m not sure that’s the whole truth. Why would a nobody woman and her daughter even land on your father’s radar?”
Dom scrubs his hand across his mouth. “Yeah, you’re right. There’s more to that story. I wonder how much of it we can use against her.”
I blow a low whistle. “You really don’t want her staying here, do you?”
“No, I don’t, because if she goes, her bitch mother goes, too.” He sighs. “That fucking wedding cannot happen. We need to stop it. If I make little miss perfection’s life hell, she might make her mother leave.”
“You think she’s perfect?” I ask, intrigued at how he sees her.
“She’s blonde, pretty, slim but curvy. She’s pretty damn perfect, on the outside, at least. Fucking prissy too.”
I’m not sure I want Kenzie to leave. I like playing with her, but maybe it will be fun making it happen. Breaking pretty things is always fun. It takes my mind off the pain, and the next pill. Anything to stop the screaming in my body is something I’ll latch on to. Sex works. So does hurting others.
“Maybe we can throw a very special, very private birthday party for our little Duchess? Just the four of us. I’m sure she’d love some of the gifts we could give her.” As soon as the idea hits me, I smile.
“You really think she’d get herself in a room with the three of us?”
“Not unless we drugged her,” I say with a laugh. Then I sober for a moment. “Did you roofie her?”
Dom stares at me. “No. Fuck, man. Of course not. When?”
“The other night. When I took her home. She was seriously fucked up. I put her to bed, and she didn’t remember anything the next day. Girl had no memory of me undressing her.”
“You undressed her?”
I grin. “Of course. I wanted a look at the goods. Her body is perfect.”
It really is. I enjoyed arranging her pretty limbs all nicely before I pulled the covers over her.
