The Burning Roses (Thornes & Roses 0.5) - Page 9

I want to dive into the history of the town. I crave to learn just what went on here in the past, but Dad doesn’t want us digging up old wives’ tales. That’s what he said anyway.

When he found me in the library going through the enormous tomes, he told me to focus on school. And since then, he’s moved all the volumes to his office. But what he doesn’t know is I’ll find out what he’s hiding and when I do, I’ll bring it all to light.

It’s not long when I’m pulling up to the front door of the Thorne home and killing the engine. I kick out the bike stand and saunter into the house to find the guys on the patio.

Guests mill around the garden, drinks in hand, all of them our age. Students from the local college, and seniors from the high school, are all mingling with each other. The music is so loud, it thumps through me, gifting me a quick reminder about a time long ago when I hated loud noises.

Shaking my head free of the memory, I head toward Damien and Cass, who are leaning against the far wall, watching Creed chat up Mali. She’s a gorgeous girl, not my type, but she certainly does make my dick throb knowing that soon, she’ll be squealing both in fear and pleasure.

When Creed chose her, I was surprised. He’s always been a redhead man. He loves the fiery girls who challenge him, whereas Mali is more of a gentle soul. I reach my friends.

“Guys,” I greet, shaking their hands. “I see Creed is already diving nose deep in there.” They chuckle when I gesture with my chin toward the two of them.

“He’s been by her side all night,” Cass remarks. “I wonder if she knows who the rose came from.”

Shaking my head, I reply, “He wouldn’t have told her. It’s not as fun when they know who’s chasing them.” Two sets of eyes land on me, and I realize I’ve just said something that shouldn’t be normal. To me, it is, but to them, I sound like a fucking creeper, I’m sure. But they’ve both known me long enough to realize I say shit like this all the time.

“I have to agree,” Damien says, surprising me. He’s always been more aloof than the other two Thorne brothers. I always thought it was because he was older than me. His friendship with Creed is stronger than with the rest of us.

“The thrill is in the unknown,” I say as Finn saunters over with a beer in each hand. He gives me one before slapping my shoulder in greeting. “Finn, are you looking forward to tonight?”

“I’m always ready for some fun,” he informs us, his brows waggling playfully. As the youngest brother, he’s more focused on girls and parties than school. But even so, he aces every exam we write.

I look at him, a smile on my lips. “Do you have anyone in mind for when it’s your turn?”

“Gen’s sister,” he says with a wink. I didn’t realize he was into her. Genevieve is the only girl who ever hangs out with us. Although, I’m almost certain she’s fucked both Damien and Finn. Cassian has never shown any interest in her, but then again, you can’t judge people from the glimpses you get of them.

“She’s hot,” I agree while thinking of the blonde. I always found it strange that Gen was a redhead while her sister had hair made of sunshine. “But I’m ready to see if Gen would be up for this game.”

“You’re taking on the fiery one?” This query comes from Cass; shock painted on his expression. “I didn’t take you for someone who wants older women.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Not always, but she’s definitely someone I’d love to see break. She’s too cold, even though she spits her anger.” They all nod, agreeing because I’m right. She may show off her hard side, but I know there’s a soft, submissive side underneath that. She’s built up these walls around her; it's going to take a strong man to break them down. “Also, it would be so much more pleasurable to see her submit.”

“No doubt about that,” Finn says, “But even in the bedroom, she’s tough as nails, man.” His words only confirm what I already knew, that Finn and Gen have been together.

“Maybe with you,” I challenge with a laugh. “Maybe she needs a real man.” My taunt earns me a punch to the shoulder as we chuckle.

“Fuck you,” Finn retorts playfully. “Those who are all talk have the smallest dicks,” he throws back with another shove.

“Oh yeah? Care to wager on that?” I grab my junk, causing the rest of the guys to guffaw at our display.

“Okay, kids,” Damien says, his voice aloof and cool. “Enough dick swinging. It’s almost time.” He moves toward Creed, leaving us to watch as he whispers in my brother’s ear. They nod, and Creed says his farewell to Mali.

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