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Demon closed his fist around his knife, needing the pain coursing through his body as a distraction from all the dirty images that entered his mind.
“You should know better than to talk to me about sex, little girl.”
“Why? I assume you’re an expert. I suppose my brother is, too. But I’d rather lick out Zion’s ass than ask my brother about this stuff.”
“Jesus Christ.”
Her melodic giggle made his dick jump behind his zipper.
“You love torturing me, don’t you, little brat?”
“Oh? Is talking about thishardfor you?”
His eyes zeroed in on hers, finding her gray eyes dancing with mischief. He smirked when she looked away first. At least he wasn’t the only one feeling this weird vibe between them.
“You think your brother approves of you talking with me about threeways?”
She shrugged. “I don’t care.”
“No, I guess you don’t care. You don’t have to care about anything but to go to school in time after you decided what shirt to wear and what—”
“You really think you know me, don’t you?”
He shrugged. Are all teenage girls not the same? Amara and Demi had been horrible. Demi fell in and out of love every two seconds for three years in a row.
“You’re allowed to date anyone yet?”
She pulled a perfect brow. “Why? You’re interested?”
“Nope. Little girls are not my thing.”
She couldn’t hide the hurt in her eyes quick enough. Even though he felt like a jerk, he knew he needed to push her away because this girl wasn’t backing down on her own accord.
He might have looked up the legal age of consent in this state earlier tonight after she’d traipsed around the courtyard in that skintight black dress showing off her blossoming curves.
At least she’d reached the legal age of consent a while ago. Still, eighteen or not—he wouldn’t touch her.
After seeing her tonight and hearing her talk about threesomes, he might have a few fantasies about her, though. But he wouldn’t act on this disgusting attraction. He would only blacken her pure soul and mar her perfect skin with his knife, since he was a crazy fucker like that. What did she even see in him, anyway?
His head turned in her direction when she suddenly gasped. Her puffy lips opened as she stared at something over Demon’s shoulder, further in the shadows near the third garage bay door.
He heard the unmistaken high-pitched voice of Molly as she said, “Oh, Zion… You’re so big.”
Demon didn’t need to turn his head to know that Zion had taken Crusher and Molly to that spot. The asshole enjoyed messing with Demon by standing close enough for Cat to spy on them.
“Can you see them?”
Cat licked her lips as she nodded in silence.
“Who’s out there?” he asked her.
“Zion and his boyfriend. And a girl.”
“That’s Molly.”
Her narrowed eyes instantly found his as she said, “You know her?”
“Of course I know her. She’s one of the sweetbutts.”
