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KAI
Imani sat at her lunch table with Allie and Jamal, glancing over at us and gnawing on the inside of her cheek. I eyed her, unable to think about anything other than her tied up in Landon’s basement with her hard little nipples pinched between my fingers until they turned red.
Allie muttered something to Imani, and she tore her gaze away from us, cheeks flushing.
I readjusted myself in my black cargo pants, my dick rock fucking hard at the thought of finally having Imani to myself one of these nights. She’d be tied to my bedposts, her legs bound with rope, and tears in those big brown eyes of hers.
“Landon’s bad news,” Jamal’s loud mouth said to Imani, drawing Landon’s attention.
Landon growled beside me, picking at his soggy fries that the lunch ladies cooked here.
“If you’re going to go for any of them, try Kai. He’s chill,” Jamal said. “Allie and I grew up with him on Pierce Road.”
My lips curled into a small smile, and I glanced from Imani to Allie, remembering how often I’d play with her out on her rusty, old swing set. That was before everything had changed for fucking good and Dad died.
“Don’t get fucking pride from that,” João said to me. “It’s Jamal who’s talking.”
Imani glanced over at us and gave us an amused smile. “Or I can try all three.”
Jace Harbor walked into the cafeteria, and João stood.
“I’ll be back.”
João and Jace stood off to the side, talking tensely with each other about the deal we had with Jace. If Jace pulled through and somehow pulled two million dollars out of his ass by Friday, then we would be robbing the police chief’s house for documents.
Usually, I’d be fine with it.
But I didn’t want Imani to get involved, even a little. Yet that seemed like far too much to ask for. Allie wasn’t only Jace Harbor’s stepsister, but also Imani’s best friend. If Jace fucking screwed up and Allie found out about it, she might spill to Imani. And then we’d have a problem.
A couple moments later, Principal Vaughn walked out of the cafeteria and down the hall with his hands clasped together. I tossed my lunch in the trash, told Landon that I’d meet up with him a bit later, and followed Vaughn in the halls.
Last week, I had found out that he and that policeman that I had killed were connected. And it wasn’t sitting well with me how they knew each other or even why. I wanted to get to the bottom of it before something serious happened.
That was how it always was in Redwood.
This time, I wanted to be ahead.
When he walked out the front doors, I slipped out quietly behind him, so he wouldn’t hear the door reopen and close. He pulled out his phone and placed his other hand on his hip, pushing back his suit jacket.
“Friday,” he muttered into the phone. “I’ll see you then.”
I leaned against the brick wall and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket, listening to the lunch bell ring, signaling the beginning of sixth period. He hummed to himself and shut off the phone, turning back around and staring at me with wide eyes.
“What are you doing here, Kai?”
“What’s up, Vaughn?” I asked, lighting up the cigarette. “Who was on the phone?”
“It’s Principal Vaughn to you, and that’s none of your business. You should be in class.”
He went to snatch the cigarette out of my hand, but I pulled it away before he could grab it, then shoved the tip against his jacket, staining his precious suit.
“Be fucking careful, Vaughn. There’s always someone watching.”
And while he would’ve given anyone else detention for that, he was scared of Poison.
As he should be.
When he stormed through the front doors again, I sat on the stairs and lit another cigarette to think. I didn’t know what the fuck he was up to, but the way his face had paled when he saw me standing behind him … it had to be something bad.
