Page 193 of Their Cruel Play
“It would be trusting those girls.” I don’t have confidence in their motive. They’re useful, but we don’t know what game they’re playing. “This whole plan means fuck all if it’s them instead of the football players, but it’s better than nothing.”
“It’d be nice to know who we can rely on again. There’s a lot of shit we need to work through.” Luke runs a hand through his hair. “If we can’t trust anyone, it makes safeguarding her even harder.”
We all get it. Our main objective is to protect Harper. No matter what. Three locations, three decoys. Our previously trusted friends all given different information and asked to provide someone to make sure our girl’s safe while we’re gone. Then we watch and see who comes afterourgirland narrowing who the leak or informant is down to two players instead of six.
“There are a lot of moving parts.” I try to think of some other way to get this figured out quickly, but there aren’t a lot of options. This will all go down tomorrow. We need places with security cameras Jack can hack. If someone does make a play, hopefully the other team member actually sends someone toprotect the decoy, which would narrow down our suspected leak to one guy.
“Once we know who we can trust, we’ll be able to control the information being passed to our enemies.” Luke sighs and his gaze falls on Harper. “We need to keep her safe.”
This is because of us. And we’re going to end it.
Harper
“Harper.” The voice is accompanied by a hand shaking my hip, and my pillow keeps moving. “She’s out.”
“No, I’m not.” I blink open my eyes and look around at the amused expressions of my boyfriends. I lift my head off Caden’s lap. “Where were we?”
A yawn takes over my entire body as I stretch. We decided going to the principal was probably wise before someone got caught with the picture.
We were talking about ways to get the mole out in the open. The misinformation campaign got complicated really quickly with too many moving parts. When Caden pulled me into his side, he was so warm. All the orgasms earlier caught up to me.
“I’ve got to go.” Nico glances at his phone. “I’ll be in trouble if I don’t get home soon.”
He comes over to me. Tipping my chin up, he captures my lips. My pulse quickens, and I reach up to grab his t-shirt for something to hold on to as he deepens the kiss.
“Fuck.” He draws away. “Why isn’t it Friday night already? I can’t wait to sleep with you again, sunshine.”
He kisses me and then steps away to grab something. I don’t see what it is, but I’m still trying to wake up.
“See you at school tomorrow.” He waves to the guys as he heads out.
Caden draws me back into his side. “Text your mom.”
“What?” I give him a quizzical look.
He cups my cheek. “Tell her you fell asleep watching a movie at my house, and it’s too late for me to take you anywhere.”
My brow furrows. “Why?”
He grins. “Because, little nympho, your bed is small and getting up and switching to the other one in the morning sucks. You can tell her I have the guest bedroom set up for you.”
Jack sits on my other side and draws my face to his. “Best not to argue. When Caden wants something, he usually gets it.”
He’s not wrong. Caden is usually the easiest for me to cave for.
Jack takes my mouth gently and draws away. “Saturday afternoon is all mine.”
Squeezing his hand, I smile. “I look forward to it.”
“I’ve got Walker in the morning. I’ll give him the message.” Jack bumps fists with the others before he heads to the door. That means he’ll be the one scoping out Brandon to see if he’s the mole. I still don’t like it. “Sleep well, sweetheart.”
“Did you guys figure out everything after I passed out?” My eyes seek out Luke. He usually gives it to me straight.
“You didn’t pass out.” He shakes his head indulgently. “You nodded off, princess.”
“That didn’t answer my question. It’s not my fault you guys lull me into a sex coma.”
Luke’s grin is wicked and heats up my insides.
