Page 77 of Broken Prince

“Knew it.” He nods.

“Fuck off.” I flip him off.

“Hey, Cross.” Robbie Winston comes over to us, all dressed and ready for the game.

“Sup.” I nod. “You ready?”

“Fuck yeah.” He grins. “Ready to crush some Narwhal skulls.” What a name for a school’s mascot. I mean, it's a cute animal, but still.

“Hell yeah!” the room cheers.

“So, who was that girl you were with when we got to the hotel?”

“Oh, that’s his new stepsister, Delaney. She’s my future wife. We already have our kids’ names picked out and everything,” Justin rambles, nodding like it’s true as he crosses his arms over his chest.

“Yeah, sure.” Robbie chuckles, ignoring Justin's bullshit. “Stepsister, you say?” Robbie grins. “She single?”

“I just said we were going to get married? Does no one listen to me!” Justin scoffs, throwing his hands up in the air before he starts to put the rest of his uniform on.

Robbie’s question has me pausing. As far as I know, she is single. She said what happened the weekend before was just a one-night stand.

You were only meant to be a one-night stand, see where that got you?

“I don’t know,” I answer because I don’t want to say yes. I don’t want him to ask her out. I don’t want anyone to ask her out.

That’s not my right, but here we are.

“Think you could find out? She’s hot.”

“Can I find out if my stepsister is single so you can fuck her?” I growl. “No, I fucking can't. Come on, Robbie, what the hell?”

“Hey, no one said anything about fucking.” Robbie raises his hands, and I give him a pointed look.

“Really? You’re going to ask her out on a date, get to know her, and become exclusive.”

“Yeah, never mind,” Robbie says.

“Down, boy.” Justin chuckles as Robbie walks away. “Look at you pissing all over Laney Girl.”

“Stop calling her that.”

“Why?” Justin asks sincerely.

“You don’t need some kind of nickname for her.” I glare at him.

“Damn, dude, you're so jealous, you’re practically Jello. You're so far gone for this girl, I can’t even see you anymore.”

“What does that even mean?” I frown.

“That your stepsister is going to become your new baby mama.” Justin chuckles. “I mean, if things don’t work out between us. But I think we’re looking at a whole lifetime together, growing old, side by side in a nursing home.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you in your sleep, you know that?” I growl.

“Be careful; Laney might be next to me, don’t wanna hurt her, now do we?” He has a shi- eating grin, and I’m debating on kicking his ass before this game. Sadly, we need the fucker.

“I’m not looking for a mom for Benny. I don’t have time for that right now. Also, you think Stacy would just let anyone play mommy to him? That's another reason why I don’t date. I’d end up with more drama that I don’t need.”

“She really is a crazy bitch,” Justin mutters, the mood shifting, becoming more serious.