Page 17 of The Devils They Are
Arch snorts next to me, not bothering to cover his mouth like he usually does. Tai, on the other hand, picks up the biology book and stalks forward.
Without saying a word, he stops in front of me, flicking open the book. Slowly, he rips another page while maintaining eye contact with me, scrunching up the torn paper and dropping it on top of my head.
"Oops," he says as the paper bops me on the nose.
Okay–now my patience is wearing fucking thin. Hedid notjust bop me on the nose with a piece of my destroyed book.
"Arch," I start through clenched teeth. "Can you check my bag to make sure everything is there?"
I block the doorway while he shoves past Tai, barging him with his shoulder. Tai laughs in response, raising an eyebrow at me as if to say, “You really think you can stop me from leaving?”
Placing my hands on either side of the doorjamb, I smile, daring the fucker to try. But surprisingly, he doesn't budge, his eyes scanning over my face, then down my chest, before stopping on my bare thighs that show too much skin because of these shorts. Fuck–I forgot about my stupid shorts.
He grins to himself, and I resist the urge to knee him in the dick. Though it’s tempting… So damn tempting.
Fucking creep.
"Cell phone, jersey, skirt," Archie says from the desk. "Anything in particular you want me to check?"
"Nope, that's all good," I reply, dropping my hands from the frame. “Off you fuck now, Beckett.”
Tai's amused eyes flick back to my face. "Enjoy the rest of your day, Peach Queen.”
Chapter seven
Tai
"Man,I'mgood.Igot it," I say with a laugh, throwing my backpack onto the ground.
Rylan and Hunter look up at me, following me all the way down until I'm at their level.
"No shit?" Rylan asks, impressed.
I grin, stealing a quick glance to the familiar wolf statue beside us. I love the damn thing. It actually reminds me a little of Calvin.
Dad paid the donation for the construction of it two years ago. I lean over and give the little plaque on the sandstone a rub, proudly reading the wordsDonated by the Beckett Familylike I’ve done hundreds of times.
When the sun is nice, like today, we sit outside in the courtyard. We had already planned to meet up since the three of us have a free period next, but I'm the last to arrive since I took a brief detour after English. Rylan had texted and asked me to go find the girls, saying they had a present for me.
And what a present it was.
Apparently, he ordered the cheerleaders to steal Bexley's bag while she was out running on the track.
Since he has gym too, it gave him the perfect view to make sure Bexley was distracted while they quickly grabbed it at the end of cheer practice and took off. After I got the bag from Peyton, I ducked into the restrooms to take a sneak peek, unable to help myself.
It was just the usual shit, and even though I didn't have time to jailbreak into her cell, I was able to open the camera and snap a pic of my ass. I can't wait for her reaction when she finds it in her gallery. Hell, maybe she’ll even flick the bean over it.
I was also able to see her list of ICE contacts. Even though it doesn't display their numbers, she stupidly saves them with first and last names like she’s trying to be a corporate professional. So now, it's just a matter of me doing some easy work on my PC later to find them. That idiot lapdog she was with is one of them, of course. But also a few other people I’m interested in learning more about. You know what they say—keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
Best of all, I dialed my burner cell from inside the emergency settings, giving me her phone number. If she tries to call my burner back, she's in for a special treat. I hope she enjoys my little creation.I'd give just about anything to be a fly on the wall forthattoo.
By the time I had finished fucking around with her cell, Hunter texted me to say that Bexley had Liv in a sleeper choke hold in the courtyard and to be ready because she would be hunting down my ass any second. The guys were lucky enough to watch the whole thing from inside the building through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and I can't wait to hear the play-by-play.Liv might be stubborn as fuck, but even I'll admit she's out of her depth trying to take on Bexley without our help. It's a rookie move, but no doubt Liv's just even more motivated now to go for the kill. Oh, well—her mistake. At least it will be entertaining.
Don’t get me wrong, Liv is hot as fuck. But damn that girl drives me insane. I don’t know how Rylan can stand her. Apparently, she gives decent slop-top and puts out whenever he wants, so he puts up with her presence from time to time.
"I'll text it through to you both," I say, grabbing my cell from my pocket and sending them Bexley’s phone number. “Your little girlfriend doing okay?”
Rylan wrinkles his nose. “Not my girlfriend, T. But Liv is fine. Whined more about her nails than anything. I had to kiss her just to get her to shut up.”
