A smile tears across my face at the thought of getting Spencer fucked up. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like that, he’s always so put together. He’s like Colton in that way, in fact, while we’re at it, I might encourage Colton to let loose as well. Now that would be a fun night.
I store my plan away for safekeeping and find myself glancing at him again. “What kind of business dinner is it that has Spencer coming over?”
“It’s all the partners. It’s some stupid tradition that my father put in place. Every few months or so, all the partners come together with their families and share a meal.”
I raise a brow. “All the partners?” I question. “That’s Charlie’s dad and Milo’s, right? So, they’ll be there?”
He nods. “Along with the rest of their families.”
“So, what you’re saying is that Charlie won’t be able to avoid us tomorrow night?”
A grin tears across Colton’s face. “Why the hell do you think I didn’t cancel that shit? I’m not exactly known as the guy to enjoy business dinners.”
I roll my eyes but find myself laughing. “The level of bullshit you’d happily sit through just to get the tiniest thing in return astounds me.”
A wide grin spreads across his face and not a second later, his hand presses down on my thigh, slowly riding up until it’s only a breath away from my promised land.
“If you want your car back in once piece, I’d highly suggest that your hand stops moving right the fuck now.”
His tone drops low and the rasp in it has me relaxing into Colton’s touch. “Or what?” he murmurs, moving his hand just that slight bit more and grabbing what’s his to take. He cups me over my pants and I find myself grinding against his hand, wondering how the hell he manages to set my body on fire so damn quickly.
I keep my focus on the road, terrified of actually hurting this precious car but I don't dare stop him as his hand begins to rub over me. “I should have let you drive this ages ago. Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are driving my car?”
A low groan pulls from deep within me, hearing his words wrap around me but the mood is quickly cut off by the shrill ring of my phone. Colton lets out a frustrated groan and grabs my bag from where he dumped it at his feet. He digs through it and pulls out my phone.
“Ugh, it’s Nic,” he says. “That motherfucker is such a cock-blocker. Does he have a fucking camera in my car too?”
I laugh as I glance at the phone but a seriousness comes over me. Nic has been giving me my space since showing up at the school. He hasn’t tried to call me like he usually does and for some reason, I feel compelled to answer it.
“Can you put it on speaker?”
“Fine,” he groans. “But as soon as you're done talking to him, you’re all mine. All fucking night.”
“Deal.”
With that, Colon hits accept on Nic’s call and his voice instantly sails through the Veneno. “O.”
“What’s up?”
“What are you doing? Turn on the news.”
“Can’t,” I say, flicking my gaze to Colton. “I’m driving. What’s going on?”
“Well pull the fuck over and bring it up on your phone. Trust me, you don’t want to miss this. I fucking know you, O. You’re going to be pissed if you find out through someone else.”
My brows furrow and I instantly realize what the hell this is about. My eyes go wide. “Thanks,” I say, grabbing the phone off Colton and ending the call. I drop my phone into my lap and hastily dart to the side of the road, bringing this magical beast to a startling stop.
“What the fuck is going on?” Colton questions, watching me in a panic.
I grab my phone and instantly bring up the news before turning the media volume right up. Colton leans over and together we watch as a reporter appears on the screen.
The wind brushes through her hair as she holds the microphone to her face with the Bellevue Springs Police Station right behind her. “Jude Carter, son of the wealthy business tycoon, Francis Carter, was arrested today at the Bellevue Springs Police Department, following his confession to multiple counts of rape and the murder of 16-year-old Mandy Johnstone.”
I suck in a deep breath and my eyes go wide, all while Colton sits beside me in confusion, thinking that Jude is still safely locked in his little dungeon. I guess I may have forgotten to tell him something.
The reporter goes on as the screen cuts to earlier footage of Jude showing up at the precinct and handing himself over. Next comes footage of his parents arriving with their many lawyers and the press going nuts with cameras. “Tonight, Bellevue Springs police are scouring bushland for the remains of Miss Johnstone who was reported missing by her parents nearly two years ago. Mr. Carter has not released any other names at this time. Police are urging the young lady to step forward to make a statement. More on this breaking news soon.”