Page 132 of I Will Revel in Glory (Death by Daybreak MC 3)
“I could ask you the same thing, huh?” I retort, crossing my arms over my chest and already trying to figure a way out of this. Another boy moves up beside Trevone, and I see that it’s his best friend, Kellen Doughty.
Ugh.
This is going from bad to worse.
“Well, fuck me sideways,” Kellen grinds out, sneering at me with his too thin lips. He thinks he’s hot shit, but the only reason Trevone’s on-again, off-again girlfriend, Tina Flacco, ever slept with him was to get back at Trevone. He’s nothing but a sidepiece fuckboy. That brings me peace as I stare back at him, wondering how best to get out of this without making a scene. “You split after dumping those bad drugs on us. No, don’t tell me: it was an errand for daddy dearest.”
“You wouldn’t sneer at me like that if you knew the things I did about Cat,” I say, letting the reality of the situation infuse my voice. “But keep calling him daddy dearest and see if your family doesn’t end up dead.” It’s like, not even a threat, just a simple reality.
Kellen’s sneer morphs into a frown as Trevone exhales and runs his palm over his shorn hair.
“Why did you do it?” Trevone asks, the tiniest thorn of hurt in his voice, like he might actually be upset that we made out once and then I fucked him over on his birthday. If he knew anything at all about me, he’d know that was just par for the course.
I think about his lips, and how inexperienced they felt, how weak, how unsure. And he’s a cocky teenage boy, don’t get me wrong. One of the better-looking ones, the most filled out. Still, he wouldn’t have been enough for me.
I’m just like those hot flames tearing through the forest, greedy and insatiable. I always need more. I crack my knuckles, fully aware of Sin’s presence as he slinks through the crowd, his gaze never straying from me. We don’t have a lot of time here; I don’t have the leisure of chatting about the good ol’ days.
“Look, I’ve got to go,” I start, but Trevone just shakes his head at me.
“You’re not even going to tell us why you did it?” he asks, and I offer him up a sharp look.
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you,” I remark, and it’s not even a joke. Somehow, I feel like Trevone can sense it.
“Where are you off to, all dressed up?” Kellen asks, tucking his hands into his pockets and narrowing his eyes on me. “We all know that Miss Daybreak didn’t ghost our entire school just to show up at a shitty college party months later.”
A thought occurs to me.
“Either of you have a fake ID?” I ask, raising a brow. “Because I was thinking of hitting the casino.”
The boys exchange a look before turning back to me. Trevone’s brown eyes look contemplative, but Kellen just laughs at me.
“Yeah, right. Like we’d go anywhere with you after what you did to us. We could’ve fucking died.”
“But you didn’t, did you?” I query back, raising both brows and wondering if I’m not turning into my father already. I shouldn’t be asking these guys to go to the casino with me; it’s dangerous. At the same time, all I can think is what great cover they’ll make. Especially if they get caught up with security for being underage. What a fantastic distraction. “Anyway, screw the both of you. I have other plans tonight.”
I turn to walk away when Tre reaches out to grab my arm.
“Wait,” he says, and I feel those pretty vermillion lips of mine twist into a daring smile. Trevone appears to be mesmerized by my mouth. Too bad for him that it’s more than spoken for at this point. “We’re here with some of the others. We can all go together? This party is lame anyway.”
“Dude, what the hell?” Kellen asks, but I just shrug one smooth shoulder.
“Whatever. You want to give me a ride then?”
Tre nods, and then slips out his phone to text whoever it is that’ll be joining us.
“Sure thing. Let me just gather the crew.”
And so that’s how I end up inside Tre’s pickup with Kellen and Johnny K.
“So, you been in touch with Reba?” Tre asks as we drive the hour to the casino. It’s a tribal casino, so it’s outside of town, perched on the edge of the reservation. Its bright lights beckon wandering travelers as well as locals from a three-hour radius to its opulent interior and promise of easy wealth.
The casino itself gets a lot of visitors, but it’s banked in by untamed reservation land, national and state parks, and endless darkness. The woods are our only companion as we rattle down the road, and I keep my phone in my hand.
