Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 9924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
Still, I need to keep up appearances and pretend that I belong to their holy circle. Partly because Owen becomes really grumpy when I ruin his fun. Partly because I have no intention of being trapped in my head.
That’s not a very comfortable place, last I checked.
“I agree. We should spice things up a little.” Reina meets my gaze. “Are you up for it, Bastian?”
I leisurely finish chewing, trying to figure out why she singled me out from everyone present.
It’s a first, and I learned from the best to never ignore such deviation from the ordinary.
However, I can’t put my finger on the reason for it.
“Is that a yes?” she insists.
“Hey, Queen Bee. I thought we would be sex partners.” Owen pouts, hitting his chest. “I have a black hole right in the middle of my heart.”
“Pass,” I say. “Asher would serial kill me if I come near you. I still need my life.”
It’s not a lie. The ever-so-calm Asher Carson turns into a violent motherfucker when it comes to Reina and often beat up guys for merely looking at her the wrong way in high school. Even though he’s currently away, if he catches wind of this, he’ll barge back in as if he never left.
But I’m merely using that as an excuse.
The actual reason? There’s no way in fuck I’d let Reina or anyone else use me as a pawn in their game.
I’m a senator’s son, thank you very much. We use people, not the other way around.
“I won’t be anyone’s sexual partner,” Reina addresses Owen and me, but her attention doesn’t waver from my face. “I have a dare for you if you have the guts to take it.”
“Yes, totally take it.” Brianna strokes my arm up and down in what she believes is seductive but is actually getting on my fucking nerves.
“Of course, he’ll take it.” Owen puffs his chest.
“Our quarterback isn’t a pussy,” Josh exclaims, and everyone else from the team hoots in agreement.
That seals it from my end.
I can’t go against it now, not when all the team members have accepted Reina’s dares in the past. If anything, they thought it was a privilege to be ‘chosen.’ I glare at the Barbie who’s still smiling with hidden triumph. She plotted this whole thing so I’d have no choice but to oblige.
“What did you have in mind?” I ask in the calm tone I’ve perfected so well.
“Fuck someone.”
Owen snorts out a laugh. “What type of dare is that? Chicks drop their panties for him without him having to ask.”
“Yeah, Rei,” Josh agrees. “He gets the best pussy without even trying.”
I raise a brow at Reina. “Is that really your grand dare? Fuck someone?”
“Not just anyone.” Her smile slowly vanishes, allowing a shadow to creep in. “Naomi.”
My smile falters at the same time as hers and I hope she takes it as if I’m mirroring her, not something else.
Images of delicate skin, huge dark brown eyes, and soft full lips come to mind. Those images play the way she stared up at me as a blush crept up her pale neck and cheeks, turning them red. The way her smart mouth retorted back at every turn as if she did it for sport.
And I couldn’t help picturing stuffing those beautiful lips with my dick and watch her fucking squirm.
“Nao…who?” Owen asks. “Wait a minute. Is it that Asian chick who was making babies with Weaver on the ground today?”
“That’s the one.” Brianna gives a foxy grin. “But she doesn’t like making babies. If anything, we think she might be a virgin.”
“Holy wow.” Owen chugs the rest of his beer. “The plot fucking thickens.”
Josh waggles his brows. “Can I have her, please?”
I let my utensils rest on the table. “Why her?”
“It was random,” Reina lies through her teeth.
There’s nothing random about this. Everything Reina does is calculated and has reasons only she is privy to. Did she come up with this dare after she saw me with Naomi earlier?
“And that bitch needs to learn a lesson.” Brianna takes a slurp of her green drink. “She thinks she’s holier-than-thou when she’s just a loser.”
“And she always talks back!” Morgan says in a shrill dramatic voice. “She doesn’t respect those who are higher in rank than her.”
“I don’t see why that’s my problem.” I pick up my utensils again and pretend to be digging into my food, even though I’m barely seeing anything through my hazy vision.
No, not hazy. Red.
Like fucking blood.
“Is that a no, Bastian?” Reina asks. “Because I can dare any of the other guys to do it. Maybe Josh. He seems so into it.”
“Yes!” Josh jumps up. “My Japanese porn fantasy will finally come true.”
I lift my head, lips thinning, but I slowly release them.
The only image that comes to mind is that of a beautiful petite woman who’ll be destroyed to pieces by the end of this bet.