Page 64 of Devious Obsession
Yeah, okay, maybe it’s a good thing they came over.
Willow joins me on the couch, while Thalia plops into the armchair. I’m suddenly glad that we decided to get more furniture than I originally thought was necessary. That’s Thalia, though. She likes to be surrounded by people sometimes, and she knew we’d eventually have friends over.
So therefore, we got as much comfortable seating as we could find and afford.
Thalia grabs the remote, and Violet goes hunting for glasses.
“Wine or tequila?” she calls to us.
Willow and I decide on tequila, and she winks at me.
I relax farther into the couch and adjust the blanket over my lap. Violet returns with two wine glasses and two shot glasses, delivered with our shaker of salt and limes in a little plastic cup that is more likely used for sauces in to-go containers.
My brow furrows. Did we even have limes?
“What?” Willow smirks at me. “We stopped by Haven for the limes.”
That damn bar.
We prepare the salt on the back of our hands, and she pours both of us a healthy shot. We cheers and take them together, then bite into the lime. It soothes the burn, and heat spreads from my center almost immediately.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Willow pours me another shot.
I take it and let my head tip back on the couch cushion. “Steele drugged me.”
Violet chokes. “He what?”
“He put some sort of hallucinogenic in a water bottle somehow. It was sealed—”
‘There are ways around that,” Willow says, her voice dark.
Goosebumps rise on my arms. “He found me in the music practice room. I don’t know, I just thought he was coming to be nice for once… then…”
Willow grips my hand.
I squeeze back. “I don’t remember half of what’s on that video.”
“Because he’s an idiot who probably gave you too much.” Thalia shakes her head. “Trust me, I did my fair share of experimenting at my old school. It’s easy to get the dosage wrong, especially if you’re putting it into water. Did he think you’d just take one sip? Drink the whole thing?”
I shudder. I don’t know the answer to that.
“Knox got Ruby to collect your present,” Willow says suddenly, her hand still on mine. “She got a hundred bucks from him to go pick up her own damn pet.”
I snort.
When I asked Thalia if anyone owned a snake, her first phone call had been to Willow. Who just so happened to know a girl who Steele had burned their sophomore year. Slept with her then iced her out, I guess.
While I didn’t really relish the idea of having a girl who knew what Steele’s dick looked like help me with a revenge plot, Willow assured us that Steele probably wouldn’t even remember her.
And sure enough…
I smile. “He got my message, then.”
“And he’ll be coming for you.” Violet meets my gaze. “I know his type, Aspen. He’s…”
“Whatever he’s got is nothing compared to what I’m going to do to him,” I whisper. “He crossed a line—his dad pulled my funding for next semester.”
Thalia eyes me. “What about the you-know-what in the you-know-where?”
