Bully King - J.A. Huss Page 0,53

need to bring with you to participate in the first challenge?”

They nod.

“Cash,” Ax growls. “I don’t give a fuck how you get it, you bring it in cash. We do not accept credit cards, money orders, cashier’s checks, gold, or gemstones.” He shoots them his trademark evil grin. “I hope you know the combination to your daddy’s safe.”

They grin at each other like idiots. Of course they do.

We’ll see.

“That’s it then. See you tomorrow.” Then I look over toward Cadee. “Where the hell did Cadee go?”

“I dunno,” Lars says. “But what the fuck, Coop? Why would you make Dante the lead?”

“Because what he did so far isn’t enough, Lars. We need to get rid of him. He’s dangerous.” I look Lars in the eyes. “Give that kid a little power and he’ll hang himself. That way we can cut him and his family won’t have shit to say about it. Now where the fuck did Cadee go? I have to take her across the lake to her cottage.”

“Why?” Ax laughs.

“Because my father gave it to her to live in this summer and she doesn’t have a fucking boat. So he made me her new… driver.” Isabella was pissed about that when I told her earlier.

“Oh, that’s funny,” Ax says.

“You guys want to come with me?”

Ax looks at the woods in the direction of his house. “Sure. I’ll go.”

“Lars?”

Lars shrugs. “I guess.”

“Lars,” I say. “It’s not my fault she wants to stick around. How many more ways can we say it? She’s being a total fucking bitch about this. I’m starting to think we should tell her we want her to stay, because then she’d leave just to spite us.”

“That’s kind of a good idea.” Ax points to the Glass House. “There she is.”

We all follow his finger and find Cadee in the glass house. I nod. “OK. You guys go ahead. I’ll meet you at the boat. I’m gonna make sure she knows I’m waiting for her. Meet you there in ten.”

They turn and start walking towards the woods. Lars grabs his t-shirt off a chair as he passes and tugs it over his head. Ax kicks rocks like a kid.

I wait until they’re out of sight, then go inside the Glass House and interrupt a conversation between Victor and Cadee. I glare at him with narrowed eyes. “Good night, Victor.”

He locks eyes with me for a moment, like maybe he’s thinking about talking back. But he’s a pussy. And in the end, he just mumbles, “Goodbye,” to Cadee and walks out the door carrying his pack.

Cadee doesn’t look at me. She’s sitting at the dining table, lacing up her red sneaker. She’s changed her clothes. But she was sitting in those soiled shorts all damn day. She never said a word. Not one complaint.

“What do you want?” And she doesn’t look at me when she asks her question.

“I’m taking you across the lake, remember?”

Now she does look up. “Oh. I forgot about that.” Then she brightens.

“Cadee—”

“No.” She puts up a hand. “I’ll take your ride because I want to sleep in my own place tonight and forget about you, and these people you call friends, and this fucked-up summer rush. But you do not get to talk to me.”

I sigh and clench my jaw. That’s fair, I guess.

“Let’s go then.”

I head towards the door and hold it open for her. She walks through, sneering at me, huffing out a little air of contempt for good measure. But my eyes track down to her nipples poking against her t-shirt.

She didn’t put her bra back on.

Did she do that on purpose? To tease me? Because her nipples are clearly still very hard. And her tits are nice and round. Big enough to bounce a little with each step.

Jesus Christ. I need to get laid or something. Stop thinking about her. Cadee Hunter was the worst thing to ever happen to me and right now, I wish we had just left her alone that year. Just kept on pretending she didn’t exist.

But that was never going to happen. We were obsessed with her during senior year of Prep. We stalked her. Relentlessly. We made her do Ax’s homework. We made her into our little bitch. We yelled at her, and humiliated her, and pushed her.

We were always pushing her.

It was touching at first. Then kissing. Then… more. A lot more.

And she never said no.

By the end of first semester we had even settled in. It was a routine by Christmas. And New