“He’s funny.” She giggles. “I like him.”
“Oh God.” I grab her hand. “Come on.”
We trail inside. Two hours in and we’re carb wasted. I’m so full my belly aches. It’s crowded, but the lines are moving quickly. We’ve been on a dozen or so rides so far. Saint is playing ring toss for the third time in a row.
“You suck,” Micah heckles. “You should let me try.”
“Stop breaking my concentration, fuckwad,” he hisses.
“Don’t listen to him.” I flash Micah the evil eye. “I believe in you.”
“Excuse me for trying to help.” Micah takes a hefty bite of his turkey leg.
Finally, the ring lands around the neck of the bottle.
“Yay!” I shout in glee, pointing to the large fluffy bear I’ve been coveting.
The employee hands me the prize. I rise on the tip of my toes to peck Saint on the cheek, but he turns his head and the kiss lands on his lips instead.
“Bravo, the award for top slut in Montgomery goes to Cocoa Matthews,” Maverick jeers, clapping his hands.
The fine hairs on my body rise in alarm. Maverick glowers at me in disdain. He’s been trailing us all night, but I’ve ignored him. His subjects surround him, outnumbering my small group. Saint, Lo, and Micah nod towards one another, exchanging a silent message. They’re ready to throw hands if necessary.
Oh, fuck. This could get bad.Reallybad.
“Not long ago, you had your tongue down Jake’s throat, and more recently you gave me a blow job rivaling the most seasoned porn star. Now you’re sucking face with this prick.”
Shocked gasps abound, but I hold my head up high. I refuse to let this bastard see me falter.
“How does a seventeen-year-old girl learn to suck cock like a pro?” Maverick asks.
“Please tell me this fucking asshole is lying, Cocoa,” Saint says, a stricken look on his face.
“The truth will set you free.” Maverick smirks, spreading his arms wide.
I can’t believe he’s doing this shit here. What is he expecting to accomplish?
“This isn’t the place for this conversation,” I say to Saint.
Lo slips brass knuckles on both hands. She never leaves home without them. If Lo starts swinging on motherfuckers, it’s a done deal. I have to diffuse this situation, fast. Dread twists in my gut. I can’t have my friends getting into a brawl on their first day in Montgomery.
“I disagree,” Maverick snarls. “Tell everyone what a fucking dirty whore you are.”
“Go to Hell, Maverick,” I sneer and pivot on my heel.
He latches on to my wrist. “Don’t you turn your fucking back on me!”
Saint swings, punching Maverick in the jaw.
Shit just hit the fucking fan.
This motherfucker hits like a girl. I elbow the bastard in his nose, one shot to the stomach, another to the ribs, an uppercut, and his pussy ass is out for the count. In a split second, the peaceful night erupts into pandemonium.
Sirens blare in the distance. The cops will be here any minute. Shit, someone must’ve called the moment the drama started to unfold. Cocoa’s friend is holding her own, knocking motherfuckers out left and right. Dee squares up against the other guy. He’s not going down as easy.
Victoria, Rebecca, and Lori converge on Cocoa, but she’s handling all three of them. Jamal steps into the fray, evening the odds. Lucy is chomping on Ted’s arm while Kate claws at his face. He wails in agony, unsuccessfully trying to escape the pair. Nix goes to his aid. I push through the chaos towards Cocoa. Damn, she’s full-blown Laylah Ali on their asses. I heave her over my shoulder.
“Put me down!” She pummels my back.
