Page 20 of Heartless Devil
“You two gotta go,” I say, loud enough to wake them up.
I barely glance in their direction as they get out of the bed, grabbing their clothes. I have no idea who they are, and I don’t intend to find out. I just want them out of here.
“You’re so fucking disgusting, Cole,” I hear my sister grumble from the kitchen.
Apparently, I didn’t get them out of here fast enough.
Throwing my legs over the side of the bed, I grab a pair of shorts from the floor and walk out into the kitchen. Cam and Charlie are sitting at the table, both nursing a cup of coffee.
“Morning, ladies.” I smirk.
Both of them glare in my direction, and I’m not sure if it’s because they’re still pissed about last night, or they’re pissed about this morning.
“You’re a pig,” Cam says.
“You told me last night to leave your friend Tabby alone, so I found someone else.” I shrug, grabbing a mug from the cabinet above the sink.
“Do the math, Cole. That was two girls. Not one. Is that a regular thing for you, or what?”
“What do you care? I quit fucking with your friends. Isn’t that what you wanted? Plus, I have no idea who those girls were or what even happened,” I admit, pouring coffee into my mug.
“I hope you didn’t think that would make it better.” Cam shivers in disgust at my words.
“How did your night end?” I ask, more curious about what happened with Charlie and the douchebag than what happened with my sister.
She pouts. “Uneventful. I didn’t get laid. I didn’t get drunk. It was a total bust.”
I'm not mad about that.
“What about you?” I turn my attention to Charlie, who’s been unusually quiet this morning.
“Charlie got laid. Finally,” Cam mutters.
Is she fucking serious? I will kill him and not even feel bad about it.
“I did not get laid,” Charlie says, rolling her eyes.
“Well, you could have. You need to. You’ve been wound up so tight lately.” My sister sighs, drinking from her cup.
“Just because you want me to get laid, doesn’t mean I have any desire to do so,” Charlie says, getting up from the table to rinse her cup off in the sink.
She definitely wants to get laid. I know that from our few interactions. The changes in her breathing, her chest rising up and down, the dilation of her eyes. Shit, I’m getting hard just thinking about how turned on she gets.
“I wouldn’t want to get laid by Todd Breaker either.” I shrug, acting like the thought of her fucking Todd doesn’t make me want to strangle the life out of him.
“What is your issue with him?” Cam asks.
“I just know some stuff you guys don’t. That’s all.”
“Whatever.” Cam rolls her eyes before tossing her cup into the sink.
“Mom and Dad are supposed to be home sometime this weekend,” I tell her before she leaves the room.
“I’ll believe it when I see it. It’s already Sunday morning, Cole.”
“What are you doing today?”
“Dropping Charlie off at her house so she can pack. She’s going to stay here next week. We leave on Friday after school gets out, and she hates staying alone.”