“Listen to me and listen well, Rebel. Stop fucking with me.”
“Who’s in who’s room, motherfucker?” she yelled.
“We both know you don’t, and couldnever,fucking hate me. I’m sorry for what I did. That was wrong, but stop fucking with me,” he repeated. “Get out of my fucking head. Know your fucking place andbehave, goddamn you.”
“Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you. I don’t have to fucking behave. Not now and not ever. Especially not to a motherfucker who does a fucking happy dance whenever he hurts someone. Fuck you.”
He shook her again, simply because he wanted to kiss her, and couldn’t. “Shut your fucking mouth, Rebel. Get the fuck out of my head.”
“If I’m in your fucking head, it’s because you’re fucking insane. Get some fucking help.”
“The day you turn eighteen, I’m going to fuck you out of my system and never fucking look at you again.”
“Motherfucker, if you touch me that day or any other fucking day, I will geld you. You’re not fucking using me to make another girl jealous. And you’re definitely not using me to repay Jana for some infraction she may have committed.”
“When I fuck you, it won’t have to do with anything except exorcising you from my fucking head.”
“Then, fuckhead, I will haunt you for the rest of your fucking life because you arenottouching me. Not then. Not ever.”
Diesel ignored her, so fucking frustrated he wanted to scream. “The day I take you, you better be a virgin.”
“My body. My fucking choice. Remember? Now, anything else?”
“I’ve told you what’s going to happen, and I’ve told you what I expect, so no.”
“Then would you please let me go and get the fuck off me?”
“Beg me.”
She started struggling underneath him, but he tightened his hold.
“You really think you can ignore my demands?” he asked her, changing tactics on her.
“Why are you torturing me?” she asked him, tears rushing to her eyes again. “You and Daddy are so unfair to me. I can’t be your sister and your…I don’t even know what you’d call me. You’re marrying Jana. I won’t be hidden and I won’t be second choice in any man’s life. You both expect me to honor the boundaries of your relationship with her and our longstanding family ties. I want a chance with Kaia. Why can’t you respect that?”
“Tell me you were jealous and I’ll leave you alone, Rebel.”
“Then find a fucking tent and move the fuck in. I’m not saying it.”
“Is it because the words aren’t true or because you’re stubborn?”
Her putrid look answered his question, so he smiled in triumph and moved off her, pretending he wasn’t more aroused than he’d ever been in his fucking life as he left her alone.
Since Harley insisted on participating in her play, CJ, his brothers, and Rory went to school, although Aunt Kendall kept Mattie home.
Rory and Harley didn’t have the same schedule, so their respective teachers refused to let them attend the other’s class. When Rory texted CJ to update him, he’d just walked into his math class and greeted Mr. Wilhemhein. Midway to his seat, CJ halted, read the fucking text, and frowned.
“Mr. Caldwell?” the teacher called, drawing CJ’s attention away from the latest dilemma. “Since you’ve graced us with your presence, it would be nice if you sat, so I can start today’s lecture.”
Jaleena raised her hand.
“Yes, Miss Davis?” Wilhemhein sounded as if he already wanted the day over when it had barely started.
“Maybe CJ’s stalling because he’s too far behind to catch up.” She smiled. “Jocks aren’t known for their brains.”
“If he ever helps me with my science project, I’m willing to help him with math,” Skye offered.
The teacher glanced around the room. “Any other young lady care to offer their opinion about Mr. Caldwell?”
