Toxic Bad Boy by April Brookshire Page A

him,” I
clarified. “Ian did.”
    “ Same thing!”
    “ Do you want to quit?” I
asked as she wiped at her tears.
    “ Fine, fine, I’m done. Now
what favor did you want, Caleb?” She leaned against me, her breasts
brushing my arm in invitation.
    Not a twitch down below.
“I need you to have sex with someone.”
    She pushed her body harder
against mine. “Feeling horny after months locked up?”
    I pulled away, leaning
against the door. “Not me. Gage.”
    Hailey reared back. “What
the hell?”
    “ I’ll pay you,” I
offered.
    Punching me on the arm,
she yelled. “Do I look like a hooker to you?”
    “ Then will you do it for
free?”
    She faced forward in her
seat, glaring through the windshield. “You’re such a jerk, Caleb.
No wonder Gianna broke up with you.”
    “ I’m going to get her
back.” My determination grew stronger. I couldn’t live without her
and after months of hell I refused to accept it.
    “ And that’s why you want
me to screw her new boyfriend? So she’ll come running back to you?
How pathetic can you get? She doesn’t want you anymore.”
    “ I can make her love me
again.”
    She pushed open the car
door. “I need Twinkies to deal with this.”
    Following her into the
store, I got a soda. When my phone beeped, I yanked it out of my
jeans hoping it was Gianna. Dante had sent the text, Cece is acting weird .
    Pulling out my wallet to
pay for our snacks, I texted back, Did she
dump you for another dude?
    Hell no, but she won’t
talk to me .
    Join the club. I’m with
Hailey. Call you later.
    Later.
    “ Who was that?” Hailey
asked as she tore open her Twinkies.
    “ Dante.” I took a swig of
my soda and ate some cashews.
    “ Haven’t seen him in
awhile. Is he still with that Mexican chick?”
    “ Yeah.” Driving off, I
turned up the radio when a song I liked came on. “So, are you going
to do it?”
    “ Dammit, Caleb! Let me
digest my Twinkies before you start trying to pimp me out. Is Gage
even hot?”
    “ How would I know?” I
randomly cruised around, sticking to one way streets downtown. My
car was reflected in the mirrored windows of the skyscrapers we
passed. I drove by the building my dad worked in, thinking I should
meet him for lunch one day next week.
    Her head swung my way.
“You wouldn’t cheat on Gianna. What makes you think this guy will?
Isn’t her twat made of twenty-four karat gold?”
    I gripped the wheel,
trying to push down my rage at the thought of Gage touching what
belonged to me. “Will you do it or not, Hailey? If not, I need to
find someone else.”
    She slouched in her seat,
her shorts riding up. “How much are you willing to pay?”
    “ That’s my girl. Will two
hundred dollars be enough?”
    Her arms crossed under her
chest, shoving up her breasts. “I’m clearly worth five
hundred.”
    “ Three hundred. Final
offer.” I could probably find another girl to do it for less, but I
trusted Hailey to get the job done.
    “ Deal.” She held out a
hand, wiggling her fingers. “I want a hundred up front whether
he’ll cheat on her or not.”
    “ Hustler,” I mumbled,
pulling over to get out my wallet.
    As I handed her the cash,
she surprised me by grabbing my wrist and sucking my index finger
into her mouth. “Are you sure you don’t want some? I’ll let you do
me however you want.”
    Despite her protests, I’d
definitely come to the right slut. “Tempting,” I teased. “But I’m
saving myself for twenty-four karat pussy.”
    “ Jerk.” She snatched the
money out of my hand, shoving it into her bag. “You’re lucky I’m
broke.”
    “ We’ll have to figure out
a way for you to meet him when Gianna isn’t around.”
    Hailey waved a hand at her
body. “What? You don’t think he’ll want this if the princess is
there for comparison?”
    Well, no , but I wouldn’t say it aloud.
“It’ll have to be soon. I need my girl back.”
    “ I need my girl back ,” Hailey
mimicked snidely. “Pathetic. Take me home before