Page 51 of Midnight Curfew

What’s he going to do if I leave right now? Does he really want me arrested?

I cock my head. “You’d take away your sister’s favorite person, Mr. Ames?”

For the first time, annoyance seems to flash in his eyes. “Stepsister,” he corrects me. “And you’re not that good of a teacher.”

Oh, come on, Nero. You still have some lessons to learn.

“Amy?” I bark, keeping my attention on him.

I see her head pop up, and she removes her headphones. “Hey,” she says in a sexy voice. “How are you doing?”

“Good to see you, honey.”

The girl has bubbles in her head and vinegar in her heart but an ass like a breadbasket. She was fun.

“Did you ever do with Callum what you did with me?” I ask her, watching his face for a reaction.

“You mean,” she taunts, “what I did with you and Iron?”

I grin at him. “Yeah, honey.”

“No.”

“Would you if he wanted to?”

Callum doesn’t take his gaze off me as he taps his fingers on the back of the couch.

She laughs, a light, tinkling sound. “I’m a good friend, I guess.”

Have they done it at all? Ever?

Back in high school, he responded. He reacted, but now…

I’m barely fazing him. I can’t get a read.

“And I was a good teacher?” I press next.

Again, she lets out a little laugh, and Callum will have to wonder if he’s better in bed than me.

He glances between us. “Well, I’m not sure I believe it,” he taunts back. “Why don’t you show me?”

I arch a brow, knowing exactly what he’s daring me to do.

“It’s time for your performance review,” he tells me.

Lifting my chin up an inch, I don’t move otherwise. You think you’re powerful?

But then he taps his phone screen, telling Officer Grady, “Dallas Jaeger is at—”

I swipe the phone off the fucking couch, cutting him off.

I could break his neck before the cops reach him, but he’s not going to provoke me into ruin.

He wants to humiliate me? Let him try. I invented this game.

I unfasten my belt. The buckle clangs together as I stare at him, unzipping my pants, and I pull out my cock, daring him right back.

You want me to be pissed? Fight you? Protest? Whine?