Ruthless Kings (Windsor Academy, #2)

by Laura Lee

“My pizza is not gross,” I pout. Bentley laughs. “Whatever you say, baby girl.” “Don’t patronize me, Bent.” He presses a palm to his chest and gasps. “I would never. I’m just sayin’, if you want to make out with me during the movie, could you maybe pop a mint first?” I give him my best stink-eye. “Don’t worry, Bentley, my mouth won’t be getting anywhere near yours.” “We’ll see about that.” He winks.

“Hot damn, baby girl. What are you wearing?” He scans my body head to toe, lingering on my exposed thighs and pushed-up cleavage. “And how did it take me this long to notice? You’re fucked when your boy gets here, and I do mean that quite literally. He’s not going to be able to keep his hands off you.”