Page 68 of Wicked Truths


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“In the city,” I replied, my drink holding more interest than him. God, what was taking Piper so long?

“I would have preferred to go to school in the city. The quality of girlswasbetter.”

In my peripheral vision, I noticed Sebastian’s jaw tighten.Oh? So, Micah’s flirtationswereirritating him.

Just to piss Sebastian off, I leaned towards Micah and finally focused my attention on him.“Why didn’t you go to school in the city then?”

Micah’s posture straightened.“My dad thought I’d get in too much trouble. Can’t have a senator’s son having any scandals.”

Just gagme.From the proud expression on his face, it was obvious that Micah wormed his father’s status into every conversation that he had. Probably becausebeing a senator’s sonwas the only remarkable thing about him.

“Did you?” I asked, even though a part of me would rather chug my drink than continue this conversation.

“Did I what?” he asked, likely surprised I didn’t ask him about his father.

“Have any scandals,” I wasn’t even interested enough to forceit to soundlike a question.

“None that ever reached the press,” he replied, leaning in closer.

Washethe guy that had recorded a sex tape atSebastian’sboarding school?Recognition passed through me as I looked into his brown eyes. Not from a sex tape, but from a serious headshot of him I’d seen online.

“Who’s your father?” I asked. Although, I didn’t really need to. There were only two senators per state.

“Senator Matthews,” his chest puffing up as he said it. As if he’d been the one who’d won the re-election.

I smirked inside. I wondered if he knew his father was involved with half the mobsters in town. Senator Matthews liked to preachthathe was tough on crime, but hemadesure no one dared touch themob.

Before I could reply, Piper and the Wall Street Brosfinallyreturned from the bedroom. Her pupils were significantly more dilated.

“Are you coming with us tonight?” she asked, sitting inthechair to my right.

“You going to 1Oak?” I asked, remembering her old routine.

“I got us a table at a new place in Meatpacking,” Micah said.“You should come.”

Piper’s eyebrows raised at his reply.

“Hey,Micah, couldyou grab us a refill?”she asked.

He shrugged, looking slightly annoyed.“What do you want?”

“Can you make us cosmos?” she said, handing him an empty glass.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed both our glasses before heading towards the kitchen. Piperstole hisseat beside me on the couch and leaned close.

“What’s up with you and Sebastian?” she whispered to me.

“What do you mean?”

She smirked.“You can’t stop looking at him. Whenever Micah tries to flirt with you, you glance at Sebastian before replying.”

I couldn’t exactly explain my current situation. She didn’t even know that Sebastian was head of a rival mob. Let alone that we’d alternatively kidnapped each other.

“You’ve got the wrong idea,” I said, forcing myself not to look into Sebastian’s direction, and see if he’d overheard us.

Her eyes glittered.“If you say so. But you might want to worry aboutEmma. She seems to have her sights set on Sebastian.”

Pipertilted her head slightly, and I followed her gaze.Emma giggled at something Sebastian said and pokeda manicuredfingeragainsthisbroad chest. As if sensing my gaze, Sebastian’s head turned towards me.He raised an eyebrow in my direction.