Fraud

Gabriel

It didn’t take the full ten minutes to get her off. That beautiful body trembled with an orgasm within a few minutes of me being inside her.

Once again, I hadn’t intended for it to go there, but it was the only way to get her to stop questioning my decision to go against Ta

Watching Ivy while she wraps a towel around her body and shoves her white-blond hair away from her face, I’m begi

She’s still the same game player that I am. Still the sneaky bitch who wrecked my house and flattened our tires.

But I can’t help myself.

Even now, I’m staring at her like she’s a three-course di

Fucking her...again...did nothing to ease the anger I’m feeling, though. Not that I’m mad at her, she did nothing wrong this time.

But when I get Ta

He was so close to admitting something Ivy doesn’t know, and it was either get between them right at that moment, or admit her current problem is entirely my fault.

Not wanting to deal with the questions I knew would surface, I chose to get between them, which means Ta

“So, I have a slight problem.”

Glancing up from where I’m leaning against a wall with just a towel wrapped around my waist, I meet her eyes in the mirror.

“That is?”

“I have no clothes. They’re all packed in my bags that I left on the porch.”

My head falls back against the wall as I grin. “Are you asking me to be your errand boy again?”

She smiles. It’s the one lined with sugar, just as fake as the lies she tells.

“I’ll give you a raise in pay and also give some consideration to updating the benefits package.”

She hasn’t yet dropped to her knees in front of me, but I’m starting to figure out there’s plenty of time for that. I’m not done extracting payment for what she did to my house.

If you’d asked me ten years ago if I’d be standing in a bathroom with Ivy discussing the benefits she can provide, I would have told you to lay off the drugs.

On the last day I saw her with my car sunk in a pool, I’d stared up at the smirk on her face knowing that the time would come when I’d get even. I just had no idea that this would happen.

For years, I’ve waited patiently for Ta

Which makes Ta

“I’ll run down and grab them.”

Leaving the bathroom, I run downstairs and rush past the guys where they’re waiting in the living room. Ivy’s bags are near the front door, and the second my hand lands on one, an angry voice sounds behind me.

“This is a joke, right? You’re fucking with me.”

Turning at Ta

“No, actually. I’ve fucked enough for tonight, but if you give me twenty minutes to recoup, I might be able to squeeze you in.”

His lips thin as his gaze drops to the designer pink bag I’m carrying and shoots back to my face.

“Do you want to explain what’s going on? Because I feel like I’m fighting according to one battle plan, while you’ve switched to the other team.”

“About that...”

I grab Ivy’s second bag and pull the strap up over my shoulder.

“I seem to remember it being you who almost shot off at the mouth about why we have this battle plan in the first place.”

“What the hell do you care? You hate her anyway. It’s not like her getting pissed that you set her up to run to me in high school will make much of a difference.”

I say nothing. Not that I have to when the look on my face says it all.

Ta

“Unless it does make a difference.”

Pursing my lips, I attempt to hide my thoughts on the matter, but considering I’m standing here with pink baggage while wearing nothing but a towel, I think it’s a bit late to claim I still hate Ivy as much as I used to.

And that thought scares the hell out of me.

Ta

“Holy shit. I can’t believe this is fucking happening. Have you lost your damn mind? She’s not to be trusted.”

“I’ll keep her in sight.”

“Right,” he says, another burst of laughter shaking his shoulders. “Just like you did at your house the other day? Or should I expect your body to be dumped on my lawn again? She’s playing you, Gabe. She has always been playing you. And while it was fu

He has a point.

Except what Ta

“The longer you keep me down here, the more time she has to sneak out a window.”

“She has no clothes,” he argues, his hand gesturing to the bags.

He doesn’t know Ivy like I do.

“And you believe that will stop her?”

“Damn it. Just get up there. But we’re still cornering her on the shit with Luca’s father. I’m not letting that go.”

Nodding my head at that, I don’t argue.

“Given that it’s Luca, I won’t let it go either. But when it comes to what happened in high school, Ivy’s not supposed to know.”

I move to step past him, but he grabs my arm. I turn to look at him.

The smile on his face does nothing but piss me off.

“Is this the part where I tell you to be honest with her because she might forgive you if she knows?”

Chuckling at that, I answer, “No. That advice was crap, and I did it to fuck with you. I was genuinely surprised you went through with it.”

His eyes narrow on my face, and I shrug.

“Unlike you, I’m not a fucking moron.”

I flash him a grin and then hurry off. I can feel his eyes burning holes in the back of my head, the rest of the guys staring me down and snickering as I run through the living room and haul ass upstairs.

Stepping into the bathroom, I drop Ivy’s crap on the ground as soon as I notice the bathroom is empty and the window is wide open, every muscle locking over my shoulders as I imagine the amount of damage she’s caused now.

Son of a bitch...

Ta

“What the hell has she done now?”

My teeth are grinding as I cross the room on a ground-eating stride, my foot sliding in a puddle that sends me slamming into a wall.

Catching myself, I look outside to see a straight drop to the ground and a fluffy, bright, white towel laying over the dark shadow of grass.

“Crazy bitch,” I mumble, wondering how the hell she managed to jump down without breaking her legs.

Spi

My head hits the floor tile as my teeth clack together, and I open my eyes to stare at the ceiling.

“I’m going to fucking kill her.”

Laughter erupts to my right, and I roll my head over the ground to see Ivy standing at the bathroom door.

“You should have seen your face,” she says, barely able to speak between the snorting laugh that’s practically doubling her over.