The Secret Girl (Adamson All-Boys Academy #1) - C.M. Stunich Page 0,60

slut.”

Both twins freeze, and a certain energy comes over them that both scares and excites me.

“Do not call her a slut,” they say together, and Tobias drops my duffel bag, looking like he's about to show Cody the door.

“Why?” Cody spits, scowling. “She wouldn't put out for me after two years of dating, and then gives it up for a pair of douche bags? I said it once, and I'll say it again: Charlotte's a fucking slut.”

Tobias moves so quick, I can barely see him, and then Cody's flying over the back of the sofa, blood spurting from his nose. He crashes into the floor as Monica screams and runs to his side. Meanwhile, Tobias is wiping the blood from his knuckles onto the front of his shirt.

“I better not get an STD from this shit,” he murmurs as Micah smirks, and I gape in shock. He grabs me by the hand, picks up my duffel bag with the other, and gestures with his chin toward the shopping bags.

“You'll be fine, you Neanderthal. Now pick that shit up and let's go.”

“I'm calling the cops!” Cody screams, but the twins just exchange a look, shrug, and glance over their shoulders.

“Go ahead. See if we care.”

Micah drags me outside and leaves it to Tobias to load the trunk with my stuff.

There's only one car in the driveway.

I decide to point out this very obvious fact.

“This car only has two seats.”

“Exactly.” Micah smirks, and then grabs me, yanking me into the passenger seat with him. Our faces are practically pressed together, and I find it impossible to look away from his lush mouth.

“This car is very, um, low-roofed,” I say, appreciating my own eloquent genius.

“Yes, it is,” Micah purrs, smiling wickedly.

“It's a tight fit.” My heart is thundering like a herd of wild horses, and a bead of sweat trails between my breasts.

“I'm sure it is.” He leans in and puts his mouth so close to mine that if I were to exhale, our lips would touch. Only … I can't breathe. I stopped breathing the moment he pulled me into his lap.

“Brilliant double entendre.” I'm certain I'm flirting now. Positive of it.

Tobias climbs in, slamming the door on my ex’s shouting as Cody stumbles out the front door and down the steps. When he throws himself in front of the vehicle, Monica watching with wide, teary eyes from the porch, Tobias just starts the engine and begins to ease forward on the gas.

When Cody just clings to the hood, screaming obscenities, Tobias rolls down the passenger side window.

“You better move, asswipe, before I smear your cheating carcass across the pavement.”

“You're going to jail for assault!” Cody snarls, and Tobias rolls his eyes. He puts the window back up, glances over at his brother, and then at a slight nod from Micah, revs the engine.

He takes off down the gravel, throwing Cody from the hood to the roof where he tumbles down and onto the driveway. I'm gaping in shock, but the twins seems to think it's hilarious.

At least I see Cody stand up, and start screaming again before we leave the property.

“Did you just run over my cheating ex-boyfriend?” I ask, still blinking through the shock. Tobias smiles cheerfully, hands firmly on the wheel, and glances over at me.

“I sure did.” He holds up a single finger. “But don't forget: I punched him first.”

Laughter bubbles up and out of me before I can stop it. I shouldn't reward that level of violence, but … it was also maybe a little bit awesome to see Cody get his. I can't believe he called me a slut. Pathetic. The only slut in that room was him.

As mad as I am with Monica, I could see the hurt in her eyes when Cody mentioned our mutual friend, Andrea. Based on what I heard of that conversation, he slept with her, too.

What a creep.

“I can't believe I ever dated that guy,” I whisper, crinkling up my brow. I'm trying really hard not to think about the tight confines of the car, or how close Micah and I are. His dick is right underneath my ass; I can feel it. He must be a mind-reader or something because he smirks at me and drops his hands to my hips.

“It happens to the best of us,” he says, and there's something cryptic in his voice that piques my interest, but then he's turning to me, and I remember how freaking close our faces are. “Do you want us