The Dare (Losers, #0.5)

by Harley Laroux

“How’s it feel to be a loser?” he said softly,

He wiped a rogue tear from my eye before it could fall, and I leaned into his hand. Manson Reed - weirdo, freakshow Manson Reed. He made me feel safe and terrified, protected and brutalized, all at once.

“Easy, boys,” Manson stepped between them, and all the breath rushed out of me. He slung an arm over my shoulders, making me small beneath him, and possessively kissed the side of my head. “She’s with me tonight.” Lucas’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and Jason chuckled, “Well fucking hell, man, you’re not gonna share?”