Dangerous Little Secrets (Saint View High, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“How much of a scandal would it cause if I rocked up with both of them?” Jagger gaped at me. “You’re coming out as a threesome?” I raised a shoulder. She slammed her palm against the steering wheel and whooped in delight. “Fall Ball is going to be lit this year.”

Colt glanced between them. “Mind if I dance with your girl?” “Our girl,” Banjo said quietly, glancing to me for confirmation. “All three of us.” I gave a tiny nod. Colt cocked his head to one side, then took a step in. “Is that what I am? One of your guys?” For once there was no scorn or sarcasm in his expression. And that gave me the courage to say what I really wanted. “Yes.”

“Dance with me. Out in the middle of that dance floor where everyone can see us.” I bit my lip and looked over at the packed floor in worry. Owen was over there somewhere. But then Colt’s lips were brushing the shell of my ear. “Dance with me, Lacey. I want to show every person in this room you’re mine. You get that?”

My lips met his in an agonizingly slow kiss that smashed my heart to pieces. It was so soft, so unlike any of the other kisses we’d ever shared, it stole my breath. An ache tightened across my chest. This kiss wasn’t about taking what he wanted. It wasn’t about dominance or control. There were unspoken feelings in that kiss that wrapped around my heart, pulling me into him, whispering secrets neither of us would voice. When the police stormed the building and dragged him from my arms, neither of us said a word. That kiss had already said it all.

Rafe didn’t hear it. Or he didn’t care. His chest heaved with anger and frustration. “I used to think you only cared about yourself. After all, you never cared about Mom when you broke her down to nothing, or me, when you threw punches at my face. But I was wrong. You care what people think of you beyond anything else. So I have one question for you. How could you? How could you stand by and watch him go to jail for something you did?”