Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 129998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Spencer looks back at me, playfully narrowing his eyes. “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.”
I roll my eyes and dig my spoon deep into my ice cream again. “You’re an idiot,” I tell him around my full mouth. “You know that, right?”
“Ughhhh. Anyone can tell that you didn’t grow up around here,” he says, scrunching his face in disgust. “Where are your manners? Don’t you chicks take etiquette classes or some shit like that? Ice cream is going everywhere. Close your damn mouth.”
I roll my tongue around my mouth, making a point of not giving a shit. “This is as good as it’s gonna get,” I laugh. “Loosen up, Spence. Trust me, it’ll look good on you. Who knows, people might even start to like you then.”
“Ha. Ha.”
A noise sounds outside the kitchen before Colton’s deep voice is hollered through the impeccable mansion. “Jade, where are you?”
I look over at Spencer as a wide grin spreads across my face. “Kitchen,” I call back and rise to my feet on the counter.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Spencer questions, looking up at me with a fearful suspicion.
I glance up at the cupboard above the massive fridge. “Lift me up there.”
His brows dip as his face crunches in distaste. “What? No.”
I throw myself at him, leaving him no choice but to either catch me or let my stubborn ass fall to the floor. And just as I knew they would, his survival instincts kick in, and he catches me with ease. “Get off me,” he grunts as I try to claw my way up his body to reach the top cupboard.
“Shut up and shove me in the cupboard. The more you complain, the longer it’s going to take.”
Spencer groans low and giving up his fight, hauls me up as high as he can go. I laugh to myself as I get my feet up on his shoulders and do my best to open the cupboard. “Fuck me,” he grunts. “You’re not as light as you look.”
I scoff under my breath. “Maybe you just don’t log enough hours in the gym like Colton does. That man can throw me around with one hand and you’re here struggling while I do all the hard work.”
Spencer ignores my jab and shoves his hands up against my ass before giving me a hard shove and sending me soaring into the back of the cupboard. A sharp laugh tears out of me as I slam into the back wall and try to adjust myself into a little ball so the cupboard doors can be closed. “Holy shit, dude. I think I just put a hole in the wall with my head.”
“Hope it hurt.”
“I hope your face hurts.”
“I hope your brain hurts.”
I scoff. “I know yours does.”
Spencer sneers at me before reaching up and closing me into the cupboard. “I wonder if there’s a padlock around here somewhere. It would be nice not having to see your ratchet face every day.”
“Lock me in here, Spencer, and I swear, I’m going to fuck your dad and become your new stepmom then change the wifi password and send you to your room.”
He chuckles under his breath before going a little too quiet. “Yo,” I hear Colton saying while listening as his footsteps grow deeper into the kitchen. “Where’s Ocean? I could have sworn she just said she was in here?”
“Don’t know, man,” Spencer says. “I just walked in. You must have just missed her.”
There’s a soft sigh before I hear the sound of my ice cream tub being scooped off the counter and I curse myself for not bringing it with me. “Did you check on Jude?” Colton asks, his voice becoming louder as he moves closer to the fridge.
“Yeah, the fucker will be fine, but he ain’t eating. I think he’s going to try and starve himself.”
“Fine by me,” Colton grumbles. “That’d be one less thing to worry about.”
“You’re telling me. I heard starvation is a painful way to go. If that’s what he wants to do, then he can be my guest. But it might not have to get that far, not if your girl gets her hands on him again.”
“Yeah,” Colton says, his voice thick with emotion. “She did a fucking number on him.”
‘“She did more than just a number on him. She’s a fucking savage.”
“You should have seen it, bro. She was fucking going for it. Had I not walked in … I don’t know. I don't want that for her but if it comes down to it and we have to finish him, it’ll be me. I don’t want that shit on either of your shoulders. She’s too fucking good for that.”
Well, shit. This just got heavy.
Spencer laughs. “I mean, she’s not bad, but she’s nothing special.”
“Dude, you told me just last night that you think she’s fucking awesome.”