Devious Little Liars (Saint View High, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

“The pauper bows to the princess, Colt. You’d do well to remember that.”

“Can we talk?” he asked me. “Banjo!” Colt said again. “You’d better go. Your king is calling.” “He’s not my king,” Banjo muttered. “Could have fooled me,” I said quietly. There was no malice in my voice this time, though.

“I don’t think that’s how this is supposed to work. I offer to touch your dick, and you instead decide to feed me?” He scrubbed his hands over his face and groaned. “Come on. Let’s go get that food before my dick realizes what I’ve done.”

“I love it. Your brother obviously doesn’t know how to win my heart.” Banjo went quiet. “Is that what I’m doing?”

“Thing is, Colt,” I said quietly, my voice as deadly as his was. “You can try, but I’m not breakable.”

What did it matter how we got rid of Lacey? All I knew was that I couldn’t be around her. Not then. Not now. Not ever.

I held my shot glass up. “Cheers to shitty days and the hot boys who rescue you from them.”

He tossed a look back over his shoulder at Banjo. “Be good to our girl.” My heart thumped. Our girl. Was that what I was? Warmth kindled inside me when Banjo nodded.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” he said, kissing my shoulder. “We are,” I corrected. “We’re perfect.” In that moment, I believed it.

It would be hours later before I realized Banjo had never said I love you back.