He smirks. “You wouldn’t want to throw up if it were Nash, eh?”
“Fuck him and you.”
“Someone is triggered.”
“What do you want, Aiden?” I grit out through my teeth. “If this is some sort of game between you two, I’m not playing. I’m not a pawn on either of your chessboards. I’m a queen on mine.”
“Interesting.” He fully faces me. “But here’s the thing, this can be your game too.”
“My game?”
“Revenge. You said you’ll make him regret it. Do you know the best way to do that?” He lowers his voice so Derek doesn’t hear. “Losing your virginity to me.”
“You must be out of your mind if you think I’d let you touch me.” I flip my hair back. “If we were the last two people left on this planet and our children were the only hope for humanity, I’d vote for extinction.”
Derek’s lips twitch in a smile in the rear-view mirror and I smile back at him. He understands me.
“Unfortunately, that’s mutual,” Aiden says. “The only good thing about you is your ability to rile Nash up.”
I fold my arms over my chest. “Why unfortunately?”
“Because I won’t be able to fuck you and win against him.”
“Who says it has to actually happen?” I smirk. “We just have to make him believe it did.”
Aiden mirrors my smirk; his, however, appears more wolfish. “I like the way you think, Queens.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“What do you say we become allies and crush him?”
“Crush him how?”
“In a way he’ll fall at your feet like a puppy.”
I don’t want that. I only want him to feel the pain he inflicts on me. I want to hurt him as much as he hurts me.
I want him to look in the mirror and hold back screams because he’s been making me feel invisible.
Since that night, I’ve never been invisible to him. But lately, he’ll pass me by and greet Veronica and Summer, but not me. He’ll smile at them, but never me.
It’s like he’s punishing me for something I’ve never done. Okay, so maybe I did the same, but he started it.
Or did I?
I don’t remember. Either way, he’s at fault. I refuse to lose to him or anyone else.
I focus back on Aiden. “How do you intend to do that?”
“Give me your phone.”
“What are you going to do with it?” I ask suspiciously.
“Just give it.”
I unlock the device and pass it to him.
He types something, then shows me. He texted Cole from my phone.