A slow smile spreads across his face. “Ready to get on your knees, Em?”
“Keep it,” I growl and spin around to leave, but Jasmine grabs my arm, stopping me. Why I would expect more out of him is beyond me. I thought just once, I’d get a fucking pass from this shitty string of bad luck I have. I thought that maybe putting him on the spot would work in my favor. That’s what I get for thinking anything regarding the Kings.
“Hey?” Grave scratches the back of his head, jumping down off the table. “You’re not deaf?”
Bones takes a step toward me. “What are you doing here, Emilee?” His voice more of a growl this time.
“Emilee …” Grave’s voice trails off, and his eyes widen. Then he whispers, “Shit.”
Shit is right!
I place my hands on my hips, well aware I’m barely dressed, sweating like a whore in church, and wearing more makeup than a drag queen. This man isn’t above me. I sure as hell am not gonna let him think that. “I was working.”
He looks me up and down one last time, and then his cold eyes meet mine. I forgot how beautiful they are. “Well, you’re fired, so pack your shit and get the fuck out.” Then he turns his back on me.
I should be surprised, but I’m not. He never was nice unless his dick was hard. What Bones and I had was never complicated. I knew where we stood. I’ve never been that girl who made up shit in her head or thought a man should love me just because I gave him my body. He made it very clear when he declared he wanted me.
I’m putting my books away at my locker when I feel someone come up beside me. I shut the door and look up into a set of blue eyes that I know well. Dillan Reed AKA Bones. “May I help you?” I ask, looking around the silent hallway. It’s just us. Everyone has left for the day. Maybe he wants me to do his homework. But I don’t think that’s it. He doesn’t need anyone to do his work for him. The Kings get good grades because of who they are. Their fathers are the Three Wisemen.
“I hope so.”
Three words. That was all it took for me to give him my virginity five days later. He wanted my body. And I offered it up to him like a sacrifice. As if lying down for a king would guarantee me salvation. But standing before them now makes me realize I never needed to be saved.
“I’m not leaving until I get my phone.” First George and now him? I refuse to let them treat me this way.
Bones pauses and turns back to look at me. Then at Titan. “You have her phone?”
He nods.
Bones looks at my bare legs, exposed stomach, and then my eyes. “Well, you heard him. You want it, you get on your knees.”
“You guys are fucking pricks,” Jasmine growls.
I snort, shaking my head. “I see nothing has changed. You know what …?” I look at Titan, pulling my lip back to show him how disgusted I am. “Keep it.” Then I turn around and storm out.
TITAN
We all standin the room, watching the door slam shut as Jasmine chases Emilee out. Bones looks at me, and I arch a brow, silently daring him to ask me what the fuck that was about and why his old fuck was here tonight working. And why her phone is in my pocket.
He says nothing. Instead, he looks at his brother. “Get ready. We have business to take care of.” Then he exits as well.
Cross looks at me. “What the hell was that about, man?”
“Long story,” I answer.
Grave runs a hand through his sweaty hair. “I really thought she was deaf.” He frowns, clearly disappointed that she wasn’t. “And I can’t believe I didn’t recognize her.” Maybe if he’d lay off the drugs, he’d have a clearer head.
“It took me a second to figure out who she was.” Cross nods to himself. “It’s been a long time.”
“Let’s go,” I say, clapping my hands. “You heard Bones. We got work to do.”
I don’t have time for Emilee York to consume my thoughts tonight. Even if I wanted to rip off what little clothes she wore and throw her on this table. The Kings be damned. I’m not shy. If they want to watch, I’d let them.
CHAPTER FIVE
EMILEE
JASMINE DROPS MEoff, and I enter my parents’ house and storm up to my room, slamming my door. “How fucking dare them …?”
