Discovering Alexis: The Wildly Crazy Day (Bad Boy Rebels 5)

Yep, there goes the mental porn show again.

“You’re very best friend, for that matter.”

“You’re not my best friend,” she says. “And really, I doubt you think that.”

I press my hand to my chest, pretending to be offended. “Wow, that really hurts. All these years, I thought we were like this.” I hold up my hand with my fingers crossed. “Now, come to find out, I’ve been living in a delusional lie.”

“A lie you’ve been telling yourself,” she quips. “I had nothing to do with it.”

“Yeah, right, you’ve totally been sending mixed signals.”

She narrows her gaze at me, yet a playful glint flickers in her eyes. “I so have not.”

“You have to.” I fake pout. “Think about all those times we shared secrets, painted each other’s toenails, and braided each other’s hair.”

She rolls her eyes. “Hate to break it to ya, but you and Blaine have been doing the BFF thing all wrong. That’s not what best friends do.”

“Well, don’t tell him that.” I wink. “I like getting my hair braided.”

She eyeballs my chin-length, blond hair and smirks. “I bet you do. And I bet you look really pretty, too.”

“Aw, you think I’m pretty?”

“Pretty annoying.”

“Ouch, Alexis, you’re aiming straight for my heart today.”

Her gaze drops to the ground, and I get the feeling she’s trying to hide the hurt flooding her eyes. “Yeah, well, I’m in a shitty mood,” she mumbles, kicking at the dirt with the tip of her boot. “Sorry. I shouldn’t take it out on you.”

“It’s okay. I understand.” I pause, unsure what the right thing to say is, or if there’s even a right thing to say. “Masie called me about an hour ago.”

Her gaze snaps up to mine, her eyes so big and gorgeous, but conveying so much pain. It makes me want to punch Blaine and burn all of Masie’s clothes because, to her, that’s about the equivalent of a kick to the balls.

Alexis eyes me over warily. “What exactly did she tell you?”

“That you caught her and Blaine kissing in the pool.”

“Oh.” She grows silent, her expression guarded. “Aren’t you wondering why that’d upset me?”

I hesitate. “I already know … Have since high school.”

Her expression plummets, and she starts to step back like she’s going to run away.

“Oh no, you don’t.” I hop out of the car and reach to grab ahold of her, but she spins around and takes off toward the playground.

I could just let her go, let her hide away until she feels like talking, but that’s not really my style. So, I chase after her, and when I catch up to her, I wrap my arms around her waist and haul her back against me. Her back slams into my chest, and she curses like a sailor. Me, I go completely fucking hard as her ass presses against my cock.

God, that feels so good … Like, really fucking good. I want to strip off her clothes and take a bite. No, what I want is to bury myself inside her.

God, this whole love thing is getting completely out of hand.

“Um, West?” Alexis says with a nervous edge in her tone. “You doing okay back there?”

I suddenly realize three things:

She’s gone still in my arms.

I have her pressed so close she can probably feel my hard-on.

My lips have wandered to her neck, and I’ve started to suck on her skin. Like, one-step-away-from-I’m-going-to-suck-your-blood kind of suck.

“Yeah?” I clear my throat a stupid amount of times.

Normally, I’m not such a babbling pussy. In fact, I can be quite charming when I want to be. But, with Alexis, I know my feelings for her will end with my fucking heart ripped out of my chest.

See? Again, point proven—feelings suck.

“Are you sure?” She sounds horrified. Or, well, mostly horrified, with a drop of amusement. “Or, have you recently been bitten by a vampire? If you’re not sure, we can cross-reference your symptoms with a vampire symptoms list. I’m sure there’s something on the internet.”

Okay, now she just sounds amused.

“You think you’re funny?” I question. I’m not irritated. If anything, I’m curious.

She didn’t get mad at me after I just sucked on her neck. What does that mean?

I shake my head at the stupid voice inside my head. What does that mean? Seriously, West, you sound like Blaine when he’s whining over not getting laid enough.

My lips part with a comeback, but Alexis interrupts me.

“Stupid fucking shit, damn, crap, troll babies.” She’s breathing so heavily you’d think the damn girl just ran a marathon.

“Well, that was attractive,” I joke through a chuckle.

“I’m not trying to be attractive.” She wiggles out of her arms, spins around, and crouches down in front of me, putting her face right by my dick. “Masie’s over there in the parking lot.”

I glance to my right and, sure enough, Masie is wandering around in the parking lot, glancing inside cars. Still, that doesn’t explain …

“Look, I get why you don’t want to see her.” I slip my fingers through her hair, fighting the urge to push her closer to my dick. “But I’m really confused how acting like you’re going to suck me off is going to keep her from spotting you. If anything, we stand out like a … Well, like a guy about to get his dick sucked in the middle of the park in broad daylight. I mean, don’t get me wrong, if we were in my car, I’d totally let you suck away. But I don’t want our first time to be in front of half the damn neighborhood.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, she trips to her feet. The shocked look on her face has me verging toward laughing my ass off, but the flush spreading across her cheeks and the way she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip distracts me.

What the hell is she thinking? And why does she look … curious?

I start to step forward to do … Well, I’m not really sure, but something that’ll definitely only get more blood pumping toward my dick. Then I get cock-blocked by a blonde-haired, screaming banshee running across the grass straight at us.

“Alexis!” Masie screeches, waving her hands in the air like we can’t already see or hear her. Everyone within a five-mile radius probably can.

Alexis gives me a helpless, pleading look. It’s a look that would get me to agree to do anything, even eat a strawberry. And no, I’m not kidding, Strawberries are fucking weird with their seeds and their squishiness. Seriously, they shouldn’t even be a food.

“I don’t want to talk to her,” Alexis says, her big eyes pleading with me to help her.

I don’t think. I just act, grabbing her hand.

“Then let’s get out of here.” I take off toward my car and smile when she easily follows.

If only she wasn’t following me just to run away.

Being Followed?

Alexis

I can’t believe I’m running away with West. I can’t believe West is helping me. I can’t believe I want his help. No, what I really can’t believe is that West was getting a little too happy down south while he was holding me. He had to be thinking about someone else, because there’s no way he can see me like that.

Either way, I feel like I’ve time warped into another dimension where nothing in my life makes sense anymore. Blaine and Masie kissing … West biting my neck …

My fingers drift to the spot of skin he nibbled on, warmth spreading throughout my belly.

It felt good.

“Where do you want me to take you?” West asks after we hop into his car.

I blink at him. Huh? What did he just say?

“Um, what?”

The corner of his lips tug up into a lopsided smirk. “Jeez, I never knew you had such a dirty mind.” He pauses, chewing on his bottom lip. “But, if you really want to, then …” He gives an insinuating look at the backseat while waggling his eyebrows. “I’ve always wanted to do it in my backseat.”

I roll my eyes, but on the inside, my stomach does a weird kickflip. I tell it to shut the hell up. I’m not the kind of girl who gets excited over a guy’s dirty remark.

“Yeah, right,” I say. “Like you haven’t screwed someone there already. You’re such a little manwhore.”

His brow arches upward. “Says who?”

“Says everyone.”

“When’s the last time you heard someone say I’m a manwhore?”

“Um …” Come to think of it, it’s been a while. “I don’t know … Maybe a year or two ago.”

“Exactly,” he says, his gaze burning into mine. “And you know why I was a man skank before then.”