Kings of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #1) - Caroline Peckham ,Susanne Valenti Page 0,26

mortify her with the goal of earning the respect I needed from her. Besides, it didn’t exactly hurt my ego to have a beautiful girl talking about me like that and I wasn’t beyond enjoying the words even if I’d never act on them.

“And…someone might have mentioned that they wouldn’t mind…dating you…”

“Dating me?” I asked scathingly. “The truth, princess, or you’ll be earning detention for being late to your next class too.”

“Fine,” she growled, raising her chin as fire flared in her eyes. This answer would be the truth. “We said we wouldn’t mind fucking you.”

My pulse spiked at that sentence coming out of her pink lips. I’d guessed Little Miss Innocent was more than used to getting dirty with the commoners from that look in her eye and now I had my answer.

“Is that so?” I deadpanned. “Well, sorry to burst your bubble, princess, but I have no interest in screwing little school girls.”

Her nostrils flared with rage at my insult and I swiped a hand over my mouth to hide my smirk.

“Don’t worry, I have no interest in screwing assholes, either,” she ground out.

I snorted a laugh and leaned back against my desk. I should have chewed her out for it, but I was quietly impressed that she hadn’t just flushed beetroot and dissolved into tears of embarrassment.

“Good.”

“Is that all?” she demanded, pushing herself to her feet as she prepared to leave.

“Almost.”

She ground her teeth as she was forced to wait for what else I had to say and I let the moment drag as I drank it in. Maybe I was a power junkie, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t help but get off on knocking these rich little assholes down a peg or two.

“You laughed twice,” I said in a low voice.

For a moment, confusion warred in her gaze before she realised that I wasn’t going to let her leave without the full story.

Now that she was on her feet she was eye to eye with me where I perched on my desk and the depths of her blush rose up beneath the freckles which dusted her cheeks. But she fought the embarrassment away with tooth and nail, her gaze hardening as she looked right into my eyes.

“It was a joke about what it might be like to have you on your knees with your tongue between my thighs. But on second thought, that was a terrible joke. Everyone knows that arrogant assholes like you don’t know a G-spot from their elbow and you wouldn’t be able to find my clit with a map and GPS.”

My eyes widened at the balls on her and I was left momentarily speechless by her little display. The cocky asshole in me was tempted to grab her by her hips, toss her over my desk, hitch that little skirt up and prove her wrong…but that was definitely crossing the teacher/student barrier and I had zero desire to go to prison for the sake of proving to a girl that I could make her come so hard she forgot her fucking name. No map required.

“Is that all, sir?” she demanded haughtily and I pushed my tongue into my cheek to stop myself from grinning.

It was damn nice to find a worthy adversary to go to bat against and if that was the way she wanted it, it was fine by me. Game on, princess.

“That’s all,” I agreed easily. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”

She whirled toward the door and her long hair flicked around her, but I was ready for it this time and I leaned back before she could slap me in the face with it.

She stalked towards the door, her posture rigid with rage and I waited until she stepped through it before I called out to halt her.

“Oh, and, princess?”

“Yes, sir?” she practically snarled.

“Don’t forget about your detention.”

“Can’t wait,” she muttered before striding away and I finally let myself grin.

I was looking forward to next Monday already. Better bring your A game, princess, because I’ve barely even begun with you.

***

My phone buzzed in my pocket as I ran up the hill towards Maple Lodge where the staff lived on site. We each had our own apartment within the enormous building which was big and lavish enough to be fit for a prince, but there was also a huge rec room where some of the staff liked to hang out together in the evenings. And that was also where Headmaster Brown liked to host the staff meetings. In the