Twisted Deeds (Hellions of Hade Harbor #3)

by Mila Kane

Her cheeks were red as hell, and she was sniffling. “What’s with the granny pads? Maybe her pussy’s too loose to keep a tampon in.” I ignored the ignorant comments to focus on the girl who looked like she wanted to die. She was embarrassed. It seemed like a small thing, but she was shy, and she probably thought most of the dumb meatheads watching us right now were hot and didn’t want to admit she was a fully functioning human female in front of them. I grabbed a pad and stood. Folding my arms over my chest, I fixed one of the players leaning over us with a cool glare. “It’s mine. Got something to say about it?” Silence fell. Four pairs of eyes fixed on mine and didn’t dare glance away. I stared the ringleader, Evan, down. He was the quarterback at HHH and thought that made him God’s gift. He was insufferable. “It was just a joke, Winter,” Evan muttered. “Really?” I stepped closer to him. “Tell me another joke about my vagina. I dare you.” The silence was deafening. Honestly, I was abusing the fact that the players, without exception, knew my father was the team’s biggest donor and that they couldn’t afford to upset me. “Whatever, who cares?” Evan said after a moment, backing down. “I’m sorry, Jessie. My bad.” “Oh, and FYI — there are no such thing as big vaginas, just small dicks…got it?”