I lean down, and whisper, “That’ll all change once I fuck that mouth with my cock.”
She begins to choke on the chocolate at my words and pieces are flying out onto the counter. She grabs for the bottle of water and gulps it down. Slamming the bottle down, she sucks in a long breath.
“See, it’s already choking you.” I smile.
She stares up at me with watery eyes from her near-death experience by her favorite snack.
Placing my hand on her face, I say, “Cheeks flushed. Lips swollen and tears running down your pretty face.” I kiss her cheek and taste the saltiness. “You’ll be a beautiful mess, Demi.”
Her lips part, and she licks them.
“Good morning,” Cole announces, entering the kitchen.
He’s a cheerful fucker. He and Austin must have made up last night. For once, I didn’t hear them fucking ’cause I was too busy doing it myself. I’ve brought girls home but never slept with them in my room unless Lilly was staying at a friend’s house. I don’t like the idea of having them around her. She sees Austin and Cole kiss and love on one another even though Austin tries to stay discreet. She’s never asked about it, and as far as I know, they haven’t sat her down to tell her anything. She’s only six. What could they possibly tell her that she could understand?
“Morning,” I tell him.
Austin enters a second later with Lilly on her hip. “We’re gonna be late,” she mumbles, setting her on the counter and going to the fridge to grab Lilly’s lunch.
“Did you and Austin have a sleepover?” Lilly asks Demi.
She chokes on another piece of the chocolate, but nods. I chuckle.
“I wanna have a sleepover.” She starts bouncing on the counter. “Can we have one this weekend?”
“You already have one with Mrs. River,” Austin tells her.
She nods her little head, blond curls bouncing. “She’s my dance teacher,” she tells Demi. “It’s her daughter’s birthday.”
Demi swallows a piece of chocolate. “Is she in your dance class?”
“Yep. She’s not very good, though.”
“Lilly,” Austin scolds her. ‘That’s not very nice to say.”
“That’s what she says.”
“Come on,” Austin throws her backpack over her shoulder and scoops Lilly off the counter. “We gotta go.”
Cole comes over to kiss them both bye, and then he walks them to the garage, leaving me and Demi alone.
She stares down at the now empty box. I step into her, and she looks up at me. “Let me take you out this weekend,” I offer. I haven’t spent time with just her. I’ve known her all my life, but what do I really know about her? Besides she’s gorgeous with a fucked-up mind.
“Wanna get me alone?” She arches a brow.
I smile at her. “Maybe.”
“Where do you wanna take me?” she asks but doesn’t let me answer. “I’m guessing the woods. Somewhere quiet and secluded so you can kill me.”
I’m not sure if she’s joking or being serious. “The only reason I would take you out to the woods would be to bury your body.” I step into her, reach out, and grab a piece of bleach blond hair. “If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead.” She swallows. “I would have done it while you laid on your bed with your hands tied behind your back. I could have wrapped my hands around your neck and squeezed while you gasped for breath. I could have made it quick and snapped your neck, or I could have held a pillow over your face and suffocated you,” I whisper. “Murder doesn’t have to be messy, princess. It can be sensual, or it can be brutal, depending on my mood.”
Her eyes search mine, clearly understanding my sincerity. “You’ve thought about it.”
“That wasn’t the only thing on my mind that night.” My eyes drop to her thighs, letting her know exactly what I mean.
“Okay.” Cole enters, rubbing his hands together. He spots us and exits the kitchen just as quickly.
“I can’t,” she finally answers, pulling away from me.
“Have plans already?” I tease, not in the least bit worried that she just turned me down. Demi Holt has gotten my attention, and I won’t let her walk away easily.
“Yes. With Seth.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
DEMI
FINALLY, FRIDAY ROLLED around. I’ve been able to avoid Deke since I spent the night at his house and slept with him. Again. Things were starting to get weird. The sex was too soft. He was too nice. I didn’t need him to coddle me or pretend I’m Becky. Maybe he just can’t help it, but I wasn’t gonna stick around to find out. And then the whole thing about going on a date. At least that’s what I think let me take you out means. Hell, to a murderer, it might mean something completely different. And then he told me how he would do it. I hate that it turned me on. Fuck, I need therapy. I’m gonna tell my mom to call her friend that she’s been trying to get me to see for years now. I didn’t lie about my plans with Seth this weekend, but I could tell Deke was pissed about it. He clearly forgot that I have a fake boyfriend. I didn’t stay after that.
I just get out of my shower and enter my walk-in closet. As soon as I got home from school, I showered, ready to get the hell out of here for the weekend. Seth had messaged me earlier about going to the cabin for the evening. We were supposed to go see a movie, but the idea of getting away sounded better. I didn’t realize how much I needed to get away and clear the fog of Deke Biggs until I read his message with our change of plans.
I pull on a pair of underwear and holey jeans along with a white T-shirt that has some donut holes on it that says eat my hole. I grab my Louis Vuitton bag from the top shelf and start throwing clothes in it as I hear my door open. I storm out of my closet to see if it’s my sister. She’s been MIA ever since her argument with Austin on Monday. I’m guessing she went back to Collins, but who knows when she’ll return. I come to a stop when I see it’s my mother.
“How was school today?” she asks.
“Fine.” Like she cares.
She nods her head once, and asks, “Are you making friends?”
Really? It’s November. I’m three months into my senior year, and she wants to know now if I’m making friends. She knows the only one I bring around is Lauren. And Seth. “Yep.” If she only knew I’ve friended Deke, Austin, and Cole. She never liked Cole. Said he was evil. She thinks he killed his mother. She never cared much for Deke, but when she found out Becky was dating him, she began to come around to the idea of them together ’cause the Biggs have money. A lot of it. I’m talking millions. And she’d rather a man support her daughter than her.
“Good. How are things with Seth?”
What is with all the questions? “Good. He’s busy with football.” Not a total lie. They have a bye weekend this weekend. That’s why he wanted to hang out tonight.
“Going somewhere?” she asks, looking at my bag.
“Yeah. Lauren asked me to stay the night with her tonight.”
She reaches up and grabs her pearls that hang around her neck, usually a clear sign that she’s gonna turn me down. I used Lauren as my excuse when I passed out at Deke’s Tuesday night. She didn’t like it, but she didn’t ground me over it.