“Why would we kill the dragon? He’s a nice guy. He has a cold and when he sneezes, fire goes everywhere. So the villagers are ready to hurt him, but we’ll save him.”
I shake my head and glance at Dad. “We good?”
“Yeah, go play with your sister.”
Harper
Luke raises an eyebrow when my mouth opens and closes like a fish.
“Harper.” My name on his lips does something I can’t quite describe to the piece of me that’s so fucking attracted to Luke.
My phone finally dings.
At Jack’s text, I breathe out a sigh. Luke still watches me.
“He’s not coming over.” I wave my hand at Luke. “You can go back to whatever you were doing. I’ve got to read my history assignment still.”
“Me too.”
What? My mouth drops open, and I narrow my eyes at Luke. “You said you finished.”
That bastard. He smirks.
“It’s mostly done.” He shrugs and leans back in his chair. “I got the gist of it.”
A drip falls from his hair onto his shoulder and trails down his chest. My mouth goes dry. I rub my hands on my thighs.
“You cheated.” I sit back in my chair and shake my head. “You owe me.”
“What do I owe you, princess?” Luke’s dark voice flows down my spine.
I arch my eyebrow as I consider. I’m not about to spank Luke Foster like he would me. No need to encourage that behavior.
If I had won, he would have had to go down on me in the bathroom, not the other way around. I would have preferred to not do anything in the bathroom. Heat flushes through me at what we did in there, and Jack did go down on me at the same time.
“Come on, Harper.” He licks his lips. “You know what you should ask for. Just say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
I narrow my eyes before I shake my head. “I need to think it over.”
“Coward,” he mutters and stands. His towel stays around his hips as he walks off screen. Now all the screens are empty. I stare at those empty rooms.
What happens now? Do I let them use me whenever they say so, or do I take control of what I want? I want them, so it doesn’t make sense to deny what I want. But I don’t know what will happen at school.
Will I have a choice, or will they drag me to a closet and fuck me? A shiver goes through me. Maybe I’ll be the one doing the dragging.
I open my history book and stare at the words on the page. This whole weekend plays on repeat in my mind. Spin the bottle. The parties. This morning. Taking my pleasure from them.
I have to go to school with all this new baggage like it doesn’t matter. Like two guys didn’t finger fuck me in the middle of a dance floor at the party. Like I didn’t disappear with two other guys. Like I didn’t take all of them inside me.
Am I supposed to like it? Am I supposed to be coy and pretend it didn’t happen?
What if one of them loses interest? It’s not like I can be equal about everything. I’d never have time to myself.
There are plenty of girls willing to pick up my slack. And what happens if the guys stray? Is it over? Just with that guy or with all of them?
“You okay, kitten?” Eli’s voice makes me jump.
“I forgot that was on.” I hold my hand over my thundering heart.
