Wicked Liars (Windsor Academy 1)

I thunk my head on the table with a groan. “I know.”

“So you did have sex with them—Bentley and my brother at the same time. And you seriously don’t remember any of it?”

I sit back up and shake my head. “I don’t remember a damn thing. Do you think it’s possible someone put something in my drink?”

Her eyes widen. “Like a roofie?”

I nod. “Yeah, or something like it.”

Ainsley shakes her head. “I don’t know, Jazz. I mean, it’s possible, because there were so many people there, but I know my brother or Bentley wouldn’t have done that. They don’t need to drug a girl to get laid.”

I sigh. “It just doesn’t make sense. I know the pictures look bad, but I don’t feel like I had sex that night. It’s been awhile since I’ve done it. Don’t you think I would’ve been sore, at least a little bit?”

Ainsley shrugs. “I have no idea. Have you ever done it with multiple guys at the same time? I mean, besides the other night?”

“No. No judgment, but that kind of thing just isn’t my style.”

She raises her eyebrows. “You seemed really into it.”

“I blame the alcohol and my weakness for bad boys.” My shoulders lift. “With those two in particular... I don’t know. There’s just something about them. They’re both assholes, and I can’t stand them, but you’d have to be blind not to recognize how extraordinarily attractive they are. Kingston’s dark and broody thing does it for me and Bentley can be really charming when he’s not being an ass.”

“When is Bentley not an ass?” Ainsley laughs. “What about Reed? Are you attracted to him?”

I shake my head. “He’s hot, sure, but I don’t feel any sort of chemistry with him like I do with the other two.”

She takes that in for a moment. “Well... I don’t think he’ll give up any information, but I’ll work on Kingston to see if I can find out what really happened. As for the rest of the assholes around here, you just have to give it time. This is high school—there’s always some sort of drama waiting around the corner. As soon as some new scandal surfaces, they’ll forget this whole thing ever happened.”

As much as I’d like to believe her, I don’t think it’s going to be that easy. I suppose time will tell.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

KINGSTON

“What the hell were you thinking?” Peyton screams.

I’ve been blowing her off all day, but she followed me home after school so I couldn’t ignore her anymore. I’m sure as fuck not about to let her inside, so we’re having this argument in my garage.

I give her a dry look. “We are not actually together so I don’t understand what your problem is.”

She glares at me. “We had an agreement that you would be discreet. First, I have to hear about you fooling around with Ariana Romero in a hot tub and the same night you have a threesome with that piece of trash?”

“You wanna talk about being discreet? You’re not exactly keeping the fact that you’re fucking Lucas Gale on the regular a secret. How do you think that makes me look?”

She folds her arms over her chest. “There isn’t any evidence of it floating around cyberspace. And you have no relation to him, so it’s a completely different situation.”

I wave my hand dismissively. “The pictures are gone—the account they came from was deleted.”

Peyton rolls her eyes. “Yeah, after the entire student body saw it. Who knows how many screenshots are out there?”

I raise my eyebrows. “Your point?”

“Why can’t it be me?” She throws her hands up. “If you want to fuck, fuck me!”

I’ve had enough of this bitch. I pin her to the side of my Range Rover with my hand on her neck. Peyton’s spine bows, and her nipples harden beneath her uniform shirt. Fucking Christ, of course this would turn her on.

I squeeze harder. “Maybe if you weren’t screwing around behind my back we would’ve never broken up in the first place.”

Peyton and I were together for almost two years. I didn’t love her, but I enjoyed fucking her and she didn’t annoy me nearly as much as she does now. After I found out she’d been spreading her legs for half the football team during the last six months of our relationship, I cut her off. No bitch is going to fuck around behind my back and get away with it.