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Steele. What a stupid fucking name. It suited him.
If I'd been a bigger person, I'd have taken pity on them and made everyone a flat white. What a shame I was petty as fuck.
“MK: one, shady fucker: nil,” Bree snickered under her breath as we left the cafeteria with our heads held high. “This is going to be so fun.”
"Put your shoes on and come of your own free will, or I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here. If my hand happens to slip and smack your ass on the way, well, what was it you said? All's fair in love and war?" I glowered. "I said hate and war."
"I think I found my new favorite drink," he commented in a rough, lust-filled voice.
These boys were turning out to be much, much more than I'd given them credit for, and I was craving the depths of their darkness like a drug.
It was a shame they'd tried to screw me so hard a year ago because I might have just found my soulmates.
