him.
When I don’t answer, Stone knocks again. This time, the sound makes me jump, like his huge fists are testing the sturdiness of the old construction. Newsflash: It won’t be good for my door. I already see it bowing under his strength.
“If you don’t open up, I’ll make your life a living fucking hell.”
“In case you’ve been sleepwalking over the past few months, I’m already there. So, you can just fuck right off, Jacobs. I have nothing to say to you or your friends or your father.”
A few metallic clicks sound and the door springs open. I toss my English text off my lap and jump to my feet while the threesome stride in, each one wearing heavy, dark gazes that would shrivel others. Don’t get me wrong, they are equal parts menacing…and sexy. I hate to admit it, considering our families’ past, but Stone is a fucking god dropped into the middle of nowhere. His gray-blue eyes are as cold as the Arctic but make me heat in places that shouldn’t considering who he is.
Wyatt and Lucas flank him, each of them with their own signature sexiness. Lucas looks as if he just woke up twenty-four-seven. His hair askew, ruffled, but in that put together way that I don’t understand how guys can pull off. Wyatt? He wears a cowboy hat everywhere. If you’ve never seen him up close, you might not understand what this does to a girl, but holy fucking shit, that low brim, just disguising his piercing blue eyes sends goosebumps skating over me, the edge like a razor blade.
I come out from around the coffee table and stand in front of them. I’m not about to let anyone with the last name Jacobs—or their friends—intimidate me. I’ll just look up sexy cowboys for my spank bank later, but Wyatt won’t be it. That’s for sure.
“Aww, look,” Wyatt says. “Little Dakota is pissed we broke into her dorm.”
Stone moves closer, edging me back in my effort not to touch him. I hit the wall and his chest hovers in front of mine, his palms flattening on the wall behind my head.
Fuuuuck. This is new. I’ve never been this close to Stone Jacobs before. I’m used to slinging insults from a distance. Even that one time when we almost got into a fight over the perfect spot to set up camp while we were in the mountains, I didn’t get this close. Dad ended up talking to the guys they hired to help them find the treasure, and we set up camp next to each other, neither one of the parties backing down.
Yeah, that’s right. The Jacobs hire people to help them find the treasure. I don’t even think Lance has ever been in the mountains. That’s what he has Stone for, I guess. Letting him do all the dirty work while he gets to sit up in his tower in the city, demanding regular updates from behind a desk. No, Stone is more like his grandfather. His grandfather got down and dirty with the rest of us. My father didn’t like him, but at least he respected him.
There’s no chance of that with Lance.
“Do you rich fuckers understand the meaning of personal space?” I set my palms on his chest and shove. I briefly, very briefly, enjoy the tight muscles of his pecs before reality sinks in. Not only is Stone a dick of epic proportions, he’s also still considered my stepbrother. By law, I guess, though I’ve never felt that way. He’s no one to me.
“We do,” Wyatt says. “We just don’t give a fuck.”
Lucas stays silent, his hands jammed into his pockets as if all this bores him. He may have a warmer eye color than Stone—a deep brown, the color of mahogany—but they’re as disinterested as can be. His eyes are like a trap, ones you think you can get lost in, but once you’re there, you realize you’ve just ridiculously fucked yourself, and now there’s no getting out of the spider’s web.
I turn back to Stone who’s gazing at me with a smirk, his perfectly chiseled arms crossed over his chest. I look away, mentally admonishing myself for thinking anything about him is perfect. His whole family are snakes, silently slithering in the background. We’ve found them trailing us up the mountain countless times, trying to get on our trail.
That’s where the whole feud started. The Wilders have been searching for our treasure since it went missing. The Jacobs are new, but