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I snort. “Humble much?” Rad drops me to my feet but keeps an arm around my shoulders and me close. Fingers dive into my back pockets, roughly squeezing my ass.
Asher rolls his eyes, drying off his forehead with a white towel. “Always,” he says with a tiny smirk, pulling at his lips, which drops the moment his eyes lock on the advancing figure, beelining it toward the boys.
“Oh, my God!” Tessa screeches from nowhere. Seriously, how does she keep finding us? Like, can’t she go away?
I mentally groan at her screechy voice as she rounds the backstage area and lunges at Kieran. He grunts, reluctantly catching her when she latches on like the little leech she is. I could have sworn I told her I won. Hell, they even made a song about me and not her. Granted, it was called Roaring River—so not sexy. But still. Get your pink press-ons out of my man’s neck and get a move on to someone who wants you.
“What the hell?” he asks, pushing her away and keeping her at arm’s length.
“You were so amazing!” she coos again, side-eyeing me with victory. I’m not sure what kind of victory she’s feeling, but more power to her.
“Uh, thanks,” he says, scratching the back of his neck and looking at me for help.
“I even bought your shirt!” she shrieks again with a grin.
Where the fuck is her handler? Paging annoying Sara, come collect your friend before I pummel her face with my fist. Repeatedly. No one will recognize her when I’m done rearranging her features.
“Pretty Girl,” Rad whispers breathily, running his lips up my jawline. “If you beat her ass, I’ll pound your ass so hard you’ll forget your name. Whattya say?” My breaths quicken when he sucks my earlobe between his teeth, and a soft moan falls from my throat. Well then, in that case. It’s time for an ass beating so I can get my ass pounding.
“That’s it!” I say, pushing forward and away from his horny ass. “Scoot. You’re making the band uncomfortable.” I wave a hand, stepping between Kieran and Tessa with force.
“Um, maybe you’re the one making them uncomfortable, bitch. They happen to like me,” Tessa scoffs at me, crossing her arms with a haughty look.
“Are you sure about that?” Asher asks in a sharp tone. If it were a whip, he’d have left a mark.
Her mouth drops open in defeat, looking at each of the guys for confirmation.
“Tess, you’re a nice girl. We had our fun, remember?” My stomach drops when Kieran says that, and my face falls. They fucked before? Why does that make my green-eyed monster growl even more?
“It was fun,” she says, batting her eyelashes. “But I was hoping for a little more. I’m throwing a party tonight at my apartment. All the party favors will be available. You know, for old time’s sake,” she giggles.
I narrow my eyes at Kieran, who scoffs.
“We’ve got plans, but thanks,” Kieran says, pulling me back to his front. “And it doesn’t include you.”
Hurt glistens in Tessa’s eyes, and she gives a pitiful nod. “I’ll see you around then. But if you ever get tired of the trash, come to the queen,” she snarls, tossing her hair over her shoulder, and giving me one last scathing look.
Who’s the trash here? Because it’s definitely not me. I’m the mother fucking queen, and it’s about damn time someone knocked her off her high horse. I volunteer as the damn tribute because this bitch is two seconds away from meeting the special piece in my pocket.
“No. You won’t see them around. Take your stuck-up ass and scoot. I won, remember? And if I ever catch you sniffing around like the desperate poodle you are, I will cut you. They. Are. Mine.” I don’t know what happens, but something possessive takes over my tongue, and I’m just a passenger on this crazy train ride called: stamping my name on their asses.
By the time her stunned face recovers from my verbal lashing, she’s huffing and puffing like she might blow my house away.Down, big bad bitchy wolf. There’s nothing here for you.
“You heard her,” Asher reaffirms with a growl, stepping between us. “Go home.” With a flick of his wrist, Tessa stumbles with a crestfallen face and tears in her pitiful eyes.
When Tessa disappears into the shadows, a boohooing mess, Asher turns to me with a grin exploding across his lips. The boys exchange a suspicious look and with one nod, suddenly the walls close, and four bodies press on either side of me, creating a circle around me. I’m at the center of their attention and panting with need.
“It’s about damn time you know your place,” Kieran says, moving my hair over my shoulder. “You’re the fucking queen of Whispered Words, understand? And next time, knock her teeth loose,” he chuckles, kissing the side of my lips.
Callum’s face blooms red, and he shyly takes my hand, squeezing our fingers together. “You’re-you’re the queen, Little Star.” His eyes drop to the pavement, fluttering, his long lashes fanning his cheek.
“Now, let’s pack up our shit, and then let’s go take a ride,” Asher smirks knowingly, cocking his head. “You’d like a ride or four, right, Little Brat?”
Heat envelops every inch of my body when he licks his lips and nods in the carnival’s direction to our right. Laughs and screams come from the area. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end when I try to wrap my brain around what he’s saying.
“Um, this isn’t exactly the kind of ride I expected,” I say, looking out through the large cage of the Ferris wheel resting high in the sky above the town.
The cage encompasses the whole cabin, enclosing all of us in the six-seater ride. Usually, I’d enjoy the carnival rides, but the first thing Rad insisted on was this Ferris wheel. It soars above the city, boasting an enormous height, claiming to ride higher than normal carnival Ferris wheels. Lights flicker in the distance from the towns around us when we finally reach the top. The other carnival-goers’ distant sounds echo through the metal cage coming from below. From here, they’re tiny ants marching along the darkened ground and barely visible from here.
