“You have a tissue sticking out of your bra,” Birdie says to Ava.
“No, I don’t,” Ava says. “These are all real. You’re jealous because you have mosquito bites.”
“Here we go,” Maz says.
“Fuck this,” I say. I point to both Ava and Brianna. I toss my drinks into the fire. “I’m a fuckingHeir. You two better watch your mouths or else.”
“What?” Brianna asks. “Going to vandalize our new cars?”
I begin to walk around the fire, shaking my head.
“Let me make one thing clear,” I call out, “to you two cunts. I don’t give a fuck about your cars. If I ever have a message to send to you, you’ll know it was from me. I’ll be the last person you look at before you take your last fucking breath. Got it?”
“In other words,” Maz says, “fuck off.”
“Fuck the fuck off!” Birdie calls out.
Ava and Brianna look at each other for a second before storming off side by side.
“You just shut them both down,” Maz says to me.
“I’m anHeir,” I say. “It’s my job.”
“Badass,” Birdie says.
“Speaking of badass,” Maz says with a nod.
Cullen is walking toward us.
Well, make that just me.
The second Maz and Birdie see him, they walk away.
Leaving me alone.
And I don’t mind being alone with Cullen Doyle at all.
Isip my fresh drink and Cullen smiles.
“You’re settling a little,” he says.
“Hardly.”
“You used your new powers.”
“Powers,” I snort. “What am I, some wizard? Or witch?”
“Maybe you are,” Cullen says.
“Then… watch out…”
I wiggle my fingers in his face.
He grabs my hands.
His fingers interlock with mine.
He leans toward me.