“Are you two going to flunk it today?” Axel asked.
“No. I’ve got to go. I still want to graduate, and it’s pretty important that I actually attend classes,” she said.
“Spoilsport.”
She shrugged. “Eat something.”
“Yes, Mom.”
She rolled her eyes.
He watched her as she picked up her piece of toast and took a bite.
Draven snagged the other slice of toast, and she chuckled and put some more bread in the toaster.
With her back turned, he looked toward Axel, who nodded at her back.
Draven winked. None of the guys had a clue what he was meaning, and it was so funny to watch them.
“I’m driving her today.”
“I can walk, you know.”
“I know,” Draven said.
“But it’s so fun to see the evil look other chicks give you,” Buck said. “Do you have any idea how many want to audition for the spot in our club?”
“I have no idea.”
“Quite a few,” Jett said.
“They didn’t want to be part of us,” Axel said. “They just wanted the reputation of banging the four bad boys.”
“It didn’t do them any good,” Draven said.
“Why not?”
“We didn’t go back for seconds or thirds. It means something in boy world,” Buck said.
“Okay. I don’t really know what it means, but good for you.” She spread more toast, and he took another slice from her plate.
She didn’t even have a clue what it meant to be with them, all of them.
“I’ve heard rumors,” Harper said. “I don’t know how accurate they all are, but I’ve heard them.”
“What rumors are they?” he asked.
“That all of them have to sleep with all of you.”
Draven chuckled.
“It’s not something we force on them. Besides, half the time it’s them that beg for a gangbang. We simply oblige them,” Buck said.
“Is that what you’re expecting from me?” she asked, looking between each of them.
Draven saw that made her nervous. “Is this another question?”
She nibbled her lip.
“Remember, a question for something in return.”
“No, it’s not. I’m not ready to know that answer yet.”
“Chicken,” Axel said, laughing.
“Very much a chicken,” Buck said.
Much to their surprise it was Jett who made the chicken sounds.
“Stop it,” she said. “Some things in life you don’t need to know.”
“Well, I’m looking forward to when your curious mind won’t give you a break,” Axel said. “I’ve got all the knowledge you need.” He grabbed his junk.
“Wow.” She shook her head. “It’s time for us to go.”
Draven finished her coffee. She didn’t put any sugar in it.
Grabbing her bag, he threw it over his shoulder and walked out of the house to his car. Just as he got to his car, he noticed his father, parked up a couple of feet away, on the street.
This was the first time Alan had ever shown an interest in him.
“Get in the car, Harper,” Draven said.
He handed her the bag and took off down the street. Axel, Buck, and Jett stayed near his car, protecting her.
As he approached his father’s car, the driver climbed out, expecting him, and opened the door.
Climbing in, he took a seat opposite his father, who was alone.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Watch your lip, boy. You may have everyone else running scared in this town, but I know where you came from.”
“The cook?” Draven stopped laughing as his father didn’t argue with him.
Well shit.
“You’re going to continue with the Harper business?” Alan asked.
“Have you got a problem with me and the guys picking her?”
“She’s not for our world, Draven. She’s dangerous, and I don’t like that you’re wasting my time with this. Girls like her grow a conscience, and we don’t have the time to deal with her prick of need to do the right thing. That’s what makes her dangerous. If she can’t keep her mouth shut, she’s dead. Think about who you’re spending your time with.”
“She’s got what it takes.”
“I will only make myself clear about this once. Either end this or make sure she is so bound to you and your friends that she will be loyal. Bitches like her, they grow a conscience, and I don’t have time like that on my hands to deal with that. Always know there are enemies ready to take you down that will prey on you. I expect more out of you. You’re my son.”
“Is Axel getting the same warning?”
“Axel is not my responsibility. You are. Deal with that. Get out.”
Draven left the car, and he saw his friends were watching him. He shook his head. He’d talk to them later.
“Was that your dad?” Harper asked when he got behind his wheel.
“The one and only.”
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.” Pulling out of the driveway, he headed toward the school.
Why was his father getting involved? Why did he feel the need to interfere now? Alan was always interested in his own business, his own future. Draven was able to do whatever the hell he wanted, and no one got in the way. However, he’d never picked a girl like had he with her. All the other women he’d been with, they hadn’t meant anything to him. She did. Harper was a good girl. Her whole life she’d been bred that way, to be good, to not make waves. Glancing over at her, he saw her staring out of the window.