little sister didn’t tell you.”
“No.”
“I’m not surprised. She wasn’t exactly happy to see me, either.” Turning her head, Selena allowed me to see the small bruise on her forehead that hadn’t completely faded.
Nicely done, pip.
“So, what’s the deal with you and my sister?”
“None of your business. Leave.” My gaze frantically traveled the club, hoping Tyra hadn’t reappeared yet. She’d gone to the back fifteen minutes ago for what I was assuming was her break.
“Relax,” Selena cooed as she laid her hand on my chest. “She’ll be out in a moment. Besides, you’re going to want to hear what I have to say first.”
“And what’s that?” I forced myself to ask.
“You were right about me.”
I simply stared at her, well aware of her hand moving in slow, soothing motions across my chest. It was having the opposite effect of what she intended, but I’d be damned if I touched her long enough to remove her hand. Look where the fuck it had gotten me.
“I came to Blackwood Keep to ruin my sister’s life. Unfortunately, she didn’t have much of one. I’ve got to say, you were the most interesting thing about her. The jock falling for the nerd.” Selena rolled her eyes. “How poetic.”
“Get to the point.”
“The point is that all my life, I hated my sister for being born. Because of Tyra, our mom died, and I got stuck with my spineless father. Once I didn’t need him anymore, I decided to come here and pay my dear little sister back for ruining my life.” Selena shrugged as if her reasons were simple or sane. “Is that so wrong?”
Was that a serious question? “Do you honestly believe that Tyra is to blame for your mom dying?”
“Yeah, I do. Why else would I be here? Haven’t you ever heard that fair exchange is no robbery?”
Crazy bitch. “I have, but usually, only sane people utter those words.”
“Regardless of what you think of me, I’d like you to return the favor.”
“What favor?”
“To use you like you used me.” I simply stared at her, refusing to give anything away. “Come on,” she said, laughing as she swayed into me. “You begged me for a blow job, but then you could barely stay hard when I’ve been deep throating guys since I was sixteen. Not to mention the perfect timing of Tyra catching us. I barely got your pants unzipped before she was walking in on us. Tyra may be blind, but I’m not. You wanted her to break up with you.”
I sighed with impatience, but judging by the gleam in Selena’s eyes, she mistook it for defeat. Especially when I asked, “What do you want, Selena?”
“I want you to do the same thing again, but for good.”
“That’s going to be pretty hard to do since we’re not together.”
“But you have a kid together. You’re living together, too.”
I didn’t even want to know how she knew that. All that mattered was that Selena had to go. “What exactly do you expect me to do?”
“Walk away from them. Go play football, become a star, and forget they ever existed. I want my sister to suffer.”
“You clearly don’t know your sister if you think I’m what’s keeping her together. She was strong before me, and she’ll be strong without me.”
“Oh, yeah? Then why did she lose her scholarship? Could it have been because of a broken heart?” Thankfully, she explained without me having to ask. “There’s no such thing as a secret around here. Charlie told me everything once I told her I was Tyra’s sister. She’s a chatterbox that one.”
“It doesn’t matter because it’s not going to happen. You’re a sick, lonely, bitter bitch, and you’re going to rot from the inside out.”
“Maybe, but not before I take my sister with me.”
Shaking my head, I started to rise when she laid her hand on my thigh. It was a flirtatious move, one I knew was meant for an audience. I started to search the club again when Selena gripped my chin, forcing my attention back on her.
“You’re going to get up and leave with me, and you’re going to make it look damn good. I might even want to continue what we started in that van and at the beach house.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll send this video of Tyra to the Dean of Harvard.” She showed me her phone.
I swore when I saw the clear footage of Tyra removing her clothes on stage, and I wondered how Selena got it when recording and taking pictures weren’t allowed