Kings of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep, #1)

by Caroline Peckham

“Detention!” he roared in my face, making my heart jolt in shock.

I knew it!!!

Someone had placed a couple of kegs on it too

Who puts kegs on a counter?

hazel hair

Did anyone edit this? Good grief

Because that was the only way I could ever truly claim to own her – by making her want to be mine with every inch of her being. And the more time I spent with her, the more the darkness in me wanted that too.

which

I'm struggling with the insane overuse of this word. My eyes keep catching on it. Help me

We might own her, but she owned us too.