Devils' Day Party: A High School Bully Romance - C.M. Stunich Page 0,137

special Devils’ Day magic in there? Or, what if, like Luke suggested, I forget the time loop after I break it?

Ugh.

“And, you know, you can be my first true hate-sex partner,” he announces, stroking my purple hair back with his hand. “That’s something, right? Taking my hate-sex virginity. Lost the regular kind in freshman year to some senior chick whose name I can’t remember for shit.”

“Don’t talk about other girls right now,” I grumble, and he laughs again. But then I remember how sketchy he was at the cottage, when I asked about his prior sexual experiences. “Actually, how many girls have you been with anyway?”

Raz frowns, and then glances away, toward the front door of the shop. There’s a little something in his face that looks like … shame? But it can’t be, no way. Not Raz Loveren.

“Too many. I haven’t been kind to any girls, or to myself, Karma. That’s why I knew Calix would be better for you.”

“Maybe I should get to decide that part for myself?” I suggest, turning Raz’s face back to me and kissing him. He groans as I shift on his lap again, feeling the distinct shape of his cock beneath my ass.

“I never loved any of them, if that helps,” he offers, licking his lips. “The only girl I’ve ever loved is you.”

“Jesus, I’m going to fucking hurl before I even get my ink,” Sonja barks, snapping both of us out of our lovesick reverie. “Stop pawing all over each other and spouting your Disney prince crap and get over here. My girl is about to get inked.”

“I seriously hate you sometimes,” Raz murmurs, standing up and taking me with him. He seems to like carrying me and, well, I can’t exactly complain about it. “If I am in a Disney movie, then I’m most definitely the villain. Karma’s just managed to find the unreleased ending where I actually win the day.”

“You know, I never realized how cute you could be,” I say as Raz rolls his eyes and carries me over to where Luke waits, a design stenciled on her left arm. It says Love is Love in rainbow colors.

Perfect.

I couldn’t agree with that statement more.

“Holy shit,” Luke blurts as she shuts off the engine, and then stands up in her seat, lifting her sunglasses to gape at the crystal-clear water in front of us. “We’re actually here?”

“Told you I knew where it was,” Raz brags, hopping out of the car and then holding out his hand for me. I take it and climb out, cringing slightly when the plastic wrap over my tattoo tugs and pulls on my skin. Glancing down, I lift up the edge of my dress shirt and study the name Raz carved into the flesh of my hip. With a grin, Raz lifts up his own shirt, showing off the word Karma on his own skin. It’s hard for me to pay too much attention to it, what with the delicious ‘V’ shaped lines of his hips on display. Raz drops his shirt, and I narrow my eyes slightly. “You want more, princess?” he asks, and then strips his top off, tossing it aside and holding his arms wide, as if to say you like what you see?

“You’re such a dickhead,” I murmur, shoving him back and then turning to help Luke with the grocery bags. April grabs a few of the blankets Luke bought for her, the ones that have been sitting in the car with their tags on for ages, and lays them out on the grass near a moss-covered statue of a small imp-like creature.

They’re everywhere, those statues. There are dozens of them around and even in the water. A crumbling stone arch stands guard near the shore; that’s where April decides to set up the blanket.

“This is beautiful,” I murmur, carrying the bags over to our picnic spot while Sonja and Raz handle the beer. Luke is already unloading the other bag, setting out our impressive array of junk food on the grass.

“It’ll be even better with some beer and a joint,” Raz suggests with a grin, popping the cap off a bottle and handing it over to me. When I take it, I make sure to let our fingers touch, spreading heat up my arm and into my chest. “Then we can hit the party later, all loosened up.” He flops down to the blanket, dragging me with him.

“Do we have to go back to the party?” Luke asks, wrinkling her