CHAPTER27
Brett just eyes me. “Your father… who is he?”
“No one you want to meet.” I lift my chin, gritting my teeth. Even just tilting my head is causing the pain in my shoulder to increase. “Trust me. He’s bad news for someone like you.”
“And just what is someone like me?”
“A pompous jackass who doesn’t know when to leave things well enough alone.”
“Or maybe that’s you because you keep shoving your nose into business that isn’t yours,” he growls.
“I don’t know what—”
“Why were you looking up my father on the school computer?” he demands.
“How…”
“I have eyes and ears everywhere in that school,” he brags, and I don’t think he’s lying. “There’s nothing you can do that I don’t know.”
“That the same go for your gang?” I ask. “Or club, I should say.” I roll my eyes but also smile as sweetly as I can through the pain. “Do you know that Tyler went to the bathroom one day, and I just happen to think he might’ve been—”
“If he went to the bathroom to shit, to take a piss, to shove it up some girl’s pussy or even up a guy’s ass, I don’t care. He can do whatever he wants. He’s earned that right.”
“How so? You guys have a hazing ritual to join your elite club? Why no ladies allowed? You all women haters?”
“Not hardly,” he growls.
"No, you just run them off the sidewalks because you're so big and brave and darling." I place my right hand on my chest. "You amaze me, Brett, you really do, and not in a good way. You're a fucking asshole, you know that?"
“I know.”
“And just because of who your father is gives you no excuse to act like you do.”
“You don’t know anything about me or my father. Maybe I should be the one warning you off my old man.”
“Will you ask your old man to deal with your problems for you?” I laugh. “I don’t see how that makes a man out of you, having to rely on daddy for everything.”
“I would run you over again if it didn’t sound so sexy to hear that word from your mouth.”
I blink a few times. “No way in fucking hell am Ieversaying that again in your presence.”
“No problem.” He smirks and taps his temple. “I can still hear you saying it up here.”
“You’re delusional.”
“You are if you think that you affect me at all.”
“You tried to drive into me! To run me over!”
“I just wanted to see how fast your reaction time is, that’s all.”
“Why would you need to know that?”
“The faster a girl’s reflexes, the more flexible she is…” His smirk grows.
“I hate you.”
“You say that now, but in the end, you’ll cave.”