The Original Crowd (A Whole New Crowd 0.50)

Geezer looked up at me with h

is hazel puppy dog eyes. Seriously. Why can I not be a bitch to those who are certainly condemning me to a further slide in my own pit of pain? But no. These two guys. These two guys—I’d do anything for. Including signing up for another week of wallowing pain.

Ugh.

Fuck.

“Fine,” I murmured.

Geezer lit up in a smile, rocking back and forth, his arms hugging himself.

Grayley chuckled, punching me lightly in the arm. “Thanks Tar.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Consider it a thank-you for helping me with this job.” I raised my eyebrows at Geezer. “But I’d be up for—performing—a more personal thank-you, if you’d like.”

And there was that blush I loved so much. Chuckling, I waved goodbye and moved back through the trees, heading to my car. Walking across a back alley, I pulled my phone out and dialed Tray’s number.

“About damn time,” he bit out in the phone.

“Hey. Chill,” I soothed.

“Where are you?”

“I’m coming to you guys. You parked on Bentley, right? Behind the hardware store?”

“How’d you know that?”

“Because it’s where I’d parked—if I wanted to break into the school.” I hung the phone up, circling around the SUV. Inside I saw it was packed with guys, mostly jocks after further investigation. Not that it mattered, they all ran in the same social circle.

Mandy’s. Not mine.

There was another Expedition behind Tray’s and it was packed with students also.

What were they planning?

Tray climbed out, along with all the other guys as I approached from behind.

He raked his eyes up and down my figure, a faint grin curling at the corner of his mouth.

I clamped down on the warmth that started to spread through my body at his perusal. The guy could irritate me to no end, but one crook of that tempting mouth and…not going there.

“Got something for me?” he asked, now grinning, but I still saw the irritation in his eyes.

I handed it over. “It’s been wiped clean by my guy. You got the codes on there for Pedlam High, that’s it.”

“No trust, Taryn. No trust,” he tsked. “What kind of relationship are we going to have if there’s no trust?”

“One where we just fuck?” I smirked back, rolling my eyes.

Tray held my eyes at that statement a moment. Then he grinned, before turning to follow his guys.

“Hey.”

Tray turned back. “Hmm?”

“There’s three guards on shift.”

“Three guards? What?”