27.05.2023 Views

Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles

YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.

lot of trouble, but of course, he would’ve outed himself in the process.

So, Callum went after Liv instead. It wasn’t random.

“It doesn’t excuse his behavior,” she says, “but the more I look around at

the world, Clay, the more I realize that villains are a lot more complicated

than we want them to be. Sometimes, they’re just people who are really

afraid.”

It definitely doesn’t excuse anything.

“Everyone has a story, Clay.” She glides her hands up and down my

thighs. “Callum will sink himself on his own. Or swim. And while we wait to

see which, we have the cameras secretly recording every day to make sure he

behaves himself. I like having that leverage over him.”

Especially since he can still send Dallas to prison.

“But what about your land?” I ask her. “You could use that video to

blackmail his father.”

“Once they know we have footage, they’ll find the cameras and remove

them,” she says. “We don’t want to give up that ace yet. I was actually

hoping your mom and dad can help with the land.”

Oh?

“Did you know structures over a hundred years old can be petitioned to

be protected as historical landmarks?” she taunts. “Your parents sit on the

city council, right?”

I smile, leaning down, nose to nose. “Are you just dating me for my

power?”

She flips me over and comes down on top of me. “I love having a

powerful girlfriend,” she whispers over my lips.

Goosebumps spread at the sound of that word. “I love that I’m your

girlfriend.”

She nibbles my ear, and I can’t think about anything else anymore this

morning. Just excited for dinner, and tonight, and more nights, and a whole

summer of her smiling and hopefully in a bikini.

“I love you,” I say.

“I love you, too.” She bites me gently. “And I want our flag back. Don’t

think I’ve forgotten.”

“Well, my parents need to attend a reunion for my father’s old frat next

weekend,” I taunt her. “I’ll be home alone. Doors locked. If you can get to

me, you can have more than just the flag.”

She laughs against my skin. “Maybe you forgot what my last name is, but

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!