Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
“You’re damn right, I do.”
I can practically feel Nic’s eyes roll behind me as Kairo steps into my side. “Come on,” he says, peeling my hand off Eli’s back and slipping his into it. He pulls me away and the others follow. “We should get out of here,” he says, leading me around the side of the house.
“What you mean is that you have a date tonight that’ll end with a guaranteed fuck and you want to get your ass back home before you miss your shot.”
Kairo scoffs. “Babe, I never miss my fucking shot. I could show up at her doorstep at four in the fucking morning and she’ll still drop to her knees.”
“Ugh,” I say, pretending to gag as he loops our joined hands over my shoulder. “Have I ever told you how disgusting you are?”
“Constantly.”
“Good. Just making sure.”
The boys chat among themselves as we walk through the massive property, but as we finally reach the front of the mansion, all five of us pull up and find ourselves staring.
Crazy momma Carrington stands on the front steps of the mansion with a small luggage bag held in her hand, and when I say that she looks proud as fucking punch, it’s the understatement of the year. She looks like a woman who just cured cancer. All her fucking problems are gone. Her shoulders are lifted, there’s a smile on her face, and she walks down those stairs in a way that reminds anyone who’s watching that she’s the motherfucking boss bitch.
Her twin daughters follow down the steps behind her looking kind of happy but kind of pissed at the same time. It’s hard to tell with those two. Hell, they might not be pissed at all. That could just be their usual resting bitch faces.
We watch in silence as the twins reach the bottom of the stairs and slide their luggage into the back of a black limousine before giving their mother a quick hug. The girls chat for a few moments then stride past the limo until their ducking down into the teal McLaren that’s been parked out front of the mansion for the last two days.
Laurelle drops down into the limousine and as it pulls away, that’s when it finally hits me. They’re sneaking out during the middle of a party, and I’m damn sure that they’re doing it without even a simple goodbye for Colton.
Pain rockets through me. He might be a fucking boss now, but he’s still eighteen years old and struggling with the passing of his father. If anything, he needs his family more than ever. I thought they’d be staying and I didn’t question it for even a second. That’s the right thing to do, yet there they go, disappearing down the long driveway.
They fucking left him … again, and now without his father around, he’s got no one. God, he must be hurting so fucking bad.
“Come on,” Kai mutters, seeing the heartbreak and disappointment written all over my face. “It’s not your problem.”
He pulls me along until we’re standing beside Nic’s car and by the time we finally made it there, people are beginning to file out of the mansion. It’s Tuesday night and every fucker in this place has somewhere to be tomorrow. Whether it’s a board meeting or a classroom. Me, I’ll be here doing absolutely nothing.
I give each of the boys a quick hug, hating to see them go but Kairo’s right. They need to head back home before they can get themselves in any more trouble. Hell, before I get them in more trouble.
Nic holds onto me a second longer than necessary and as he goes to drop down into his car, voices from the sixty-six steps of the Carrington mansion draw my attention. I look back over my shoulder and as I take them in, a wide smile spreads across my face.
I can’t believe my fucking luck.
I duck down through Nic’s open window and look at Kairo. “How important is that date?”
His eyes narrow in suspicion before his low voice comes murmured through the window. “Why?”
I indicate back over my shoulder and all four boys look back. “See those guys?” I say with a grin. Nic grunts, telling me to continue. “They’re the five fuckers who crowded me against a car and poured acidic grease over my head until my hair was falling out in chunks.”
All four of their eyes darken and as we watch them walk down the drive, the tension gets thicker. To be honest, I’d kind of forgotten about these guys. So much has happened since that day and getting revenge had slipped from my mind after Colton had taken it upon himself to beat the living shit out of all of them. But that was his payback, this is going to be mine.