Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
We walk into the kitchen, and the boys are all sitting at the table. Jenks is shoveling cereal into his mouth. Alex is scrolling through his cell while Finn is playing with his knife. Amy stands at the sink rinsing off a plate.
My eyes lock with Colt, and he leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his face.
“I forgot to grab my belt.” Nate pulls away from me, and I let him go, praying he doesn’t decide to use my bathroom. I debate following him but stop myself because Colt may take that as me trying to avoid him.
Of course, he’s the first to speak. “How’s your morning?”
The fact that he’s burning a hole in my shorts, I know exactly what he’s asking. “It’s wonderful.” I grant him a smile. “The joke’s on you. He didn’t do it,” I inform him, and his face falls.
“Who didn’t do what?” Amy asks, and I choose to ignore her. We’re not enemies, but we’re also not friends. I do, however, respect the woman. She gets around, and I like that about her. She knows what she wants, and that’s not to settle down. Guys at Barrington call her a slut behind her back, but they’re the first ones to pull out their dicks when she’s around.
Colt sets down the fork and keeps his eyes on me when he asks his friends, “Boys, what’s the first thing you do when you wake up with a woman in your bed?”
“Eat that pussy,” Finn answers.
“Spread her legs and eat breakfast,” Alex agrees.
“Devour that cunt,” Jenks adds through a mouth full of cereal.
I look over at Amy, and her cheeks flush. Now I know that I’m the only woman in this house who hasn’t gotten some since they woke up.
“He’s not the one, princess,” Colt adds, making my eyes narrow on him.
I don’t plan on marrying the guy. He’s just someone to play with right now. I’ve never been able to make a relationship last. I’m not sure what it is, but I always seem to push them away. And none of them have ever fought to stay.
“I’m out,” Nate states, entering the kitchen once again, and by the smile on his face, I know he did not go to the bathroom.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him into me, making sure to put on a show. I’m not really one for PDA, but I can pretend for Colt. “I’ll see you later.”
Nate leans down and kisses me. I open my mouth for him, deepening the kiss, wanting to make out with him. Honestly, if he wanted to bend me over and fuck me on the island, I would pull my shorts down for him just to see how Colt reacts to that. Wonder if the fucker would record that too?
“Lunch?” he asks, pulling away.
“Yeah-“
“She can’t,” Colt interrupts me, and I glare over at him. “We have lunch with our parents today.”
Shit! I forgot all about that. They came back this morning from their trip. “We can do dinner?” I offer.
He nods, smiling down at me. “Dinner it is.” He gently kisses my lips and then turns to leave.
“Oh, Nate. I have something you might want.” Colt stands at the table, reaches into his jeans pocket, and pulls out a cell phone.
My eyes widen, and I feel the blood drain from my face while my heart begins to pound in my chest.
“Missing this?” he asks Nate.
“Where did you find it?”
In my fucking car! I want to scream but can’t rat myself out.
Colt smirks at me. Tossing it to Nate, he keeps his eyes locked on mine. “Someone brought it to me. You must have dropped it last night when you arrived.”
Fucking liar!
Nate frowns, catching it midair. “Thanks, Colt.”
“My pleasure.” He sits down, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest this time. “I also charged it for you.”
I’m going to fucking kill him. And by the way he’s smiling at me, the fucker is going to enjoy it. My blood is boiling, my body physically shaking. This was all part of his plan. He somehow knew why Nate came over last night. He also had to have known that Nate hadn’t seen the video of Colt and me online.
“You didn’t have to do that,” Nate tells him.
It requires a code to unlock, so I’m guessing Nate isn’t worried about Colt going through it. He honestly thinks that Colt was being a nice guy. But I know that Colt doesn’t do anything unless it benefits him.
“It kept going off. I think there was some kind of emergency or something,” Colt adds. “Seemed pretty serious, though.” He tilts his head to the side, his green eyes looking sympathetic when he adds, “Hope everything is okay.”
I let out a growl before stopping myself from jumping onto the table and slamming his face into it over and over again until it knocks all of his pretty teeth out of his fucking mouth. He already sports a bruise on his chin where I punched him in the shower. His eyes need to match.
“Okay, I’ll look into that,” Nate tells him before kissing my cheek.
I don’t dare move.
“I’ll call you later.” He taps my ass and then turns to leave.
The moment I hear the front door shut, I take in a deep breath. “You … son of a bitch,” I manage to spit out through gritted teeth. I reach over, grabbing a cake that someone brought for the party last night, and throw it across the room, hitting him in the chest.
“Hey, I was going to eat that.” Finn frowns, watching the chocolate chunks fall off Colt to the marble floor.
“What?” He cocks his head; his dark hair is standing in different directions, letting me know he hasn’t fixed it yet. The thought of Amy’s hands in it this morning while his head was between her legs doesn’t help my already sour mood. “Don’t you want him to see how good you are at sucking dick?” he asks innocently.
Oh, this motherfucker. “He’s well aware of that already,” I counter.
There’s a tick in his sharp jaw, and he stands, flicking the pieces of cake off his shirt as he walks toward me slowly. My eyes drop to his fisted hands, and I think he’s planning on choking me out. I’m prepared to break my already sore hand on his motherfucking face. “Watch it, princess-“
“Raylee?”
I turn to see Nate standing under the white archway to the entrance of the kitchen with his cell in one hand and his eyes on mine.
“It’s not what you think,” I say defensively, knowing the moment he unlocked his phone, he watched it. I’m sure that everyone he knows has watched it by now. Who knows how many texts and calls he’s had from friends informing him that his girlfriend is fucking her stepbrother?
“Oh … so you’re not on your knees in the formal dining room with Colt’s dick down your throat,” he says slowly. His eyes remain on mine. “Because that’s exactly what was happening in the video I just saw.”
“It was-” I was about to say that was six weeks ago, before we got together, but I just cheated on the man this morning in the shower.
He gives a rough laugh, pocketing his cell. “Now it makes sense.” Nodding to himself, he adds, “Why you set his car on fire.”
I fist my hands, choosing not to respond to that. It wasn’t a question.
“And you.” He looks at Colt. “Why the fuck would you allow this to be seen?”
“For a day like this,” Colt answers, smirking, not affected by the situation at all.
I hang my head, realizing exactly why Colt did what he did. If I was single, that video would still be sitting on his phone. It’s because I started seeing someone. He wanted to sabotage it. This is why we can’t have nice things comes to mind. Every relationship I’ve ever tried to have since my mother married his father has gone to shit. Granted, I was sixteen when they married, but none of them ever worked out. Now I wonder if it’s because of Colt. Has he done something to ruin them for me? Well, it takes two, I guess.
Swallowing, I lift my eyes to meet his. “Nate-“