“Sidney told her to back off Luke.” Nico takes a bite of his lunch.
Jack laughs. “Guess Sidney didn’t tell her not to blow Luke.”
What the fuck? It’s like they don’t even care I’m right here. A different heat floods me. It’s bad enough to know they have a lot of experience.
Luke’s smirk is the icing on the cake and makes me attempt to stand, but he holds me tighter. His blue eyes capture mine, and he grabsmy chin to force me to stay there. “What, princess? Want to find a closet and make me forget about Angela Harris’s mouth?”
The others chuckle. Like I’m one big joke. Fuck this.
I press my lips together. The guys have sexual history. While I don’t, they don’t need to throw it in my face. When I try to turn away from Luke, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and lowers his head a little, like a bull getting ready to charge.
I hold my breath, waiting for the inevitable. I cock an eyebrow at him in challenge.
“Are your delicate sensibilities offended by our words?” His hand squeezes my hip.
“Maybe I don’t like that you guys have gotten around. Maybe I don’t want to sit here and discuss that Angela Harris fucked Jack, Caden, and Eli and only gave you a blow job. Poor her, she couldn’t fuck you all.”
A slow grin grows on his face. His fingers tangle into my hair.
“What?” I’m still hot under the collar and I don’t know what he’s so happy about.
“You’re jealous.” Luke leans in and kisses me, just a quick press of his lips against mine.
I rear back. “I am not.”
Fuck, I so am, but I’m not about to tell Luke that.
He leans in so his mouth is next to my ear. His soft, seductive cologne weaves around me, making me lean into the heat of his body.
“Next time I fuck you, I’ll make sure you forget about every other woman I’ve been with.”
When I push against his chest ineffectively, he chuckles darkly against my ear.
“Just what every girl wants to hear.” I roll my eyes.
His fingers tighten on my neck, and I stop struggling.
“I only said I wouldn’t fuck your pussy today, princess. Be nice or I’ll have you on your knees.”
He draws his face back so his eyes can meet mine.
Narrowing my eyes, I spit out, “Wouldn’t you prefer Angela?”
Fuck, I hate myself in this moment. I just handed him so much ammunition against me. Sure, they’re bound to me, but that doesn’tmean they can’t flaunt other girls in front of me. As long as the guys don’t touch them.
I swallow, but Luke chuckles and rubs his thumb along the vein in my neck. My pulse quickens. Tingles rush through my system and make me soften under his touch. Slowly he lifts his gaze to meet mine.
Like the inside of a flame, his blue eyes smolder. The whole cafeteria disappears around us until it’s just him and me. That night in my bed. The quiet in his dark car. His apology last night.
This attraction between us consumes me, making me want him even though he’s not good for me.
“He’s not here.” Caden’s voice draws me out of the vortex of Luke’s desire. We both turn to him.
“Not here for lunch or not here at school?” Luke’s fingers massage my hip, lighting me up even more.
“Lunch.” Caden sits at the table and holds out his hand to me. He raises his eyebrow at Luke when he doesn’t immediately return me. Luke helps me stand and swats my ass on my way to Caden. When I put my hand over the spot, I glare at Luke.
“Remember your place, princess.”
