Ashwick Bad Boys

Chapter Six: New girl VS Crazy

 

            “Hey, beautiful.” Trent says as he sits next to Roxy, while his brothers sat on the other side of the table.

            Roxy froze, her fork inches from her mouth.

            “Megan.” Trent acknowledged, making sure not to leave her out, even though she was gawking at him in shock.

            Recovering from her shock, Megan swallowed before she asked. “What are you guys doing here?” She practically squeaked.

            Placing his arm around Roxy’s shoulder, “I had to sit with my girl since she won’t sit with me.” Trent’s lower lip pushed out as if he was pouting.

            “Damn it!” Roxy roared, placing her fork down, slapping Trent’s arms off her shoulder. “I am not your girl!” Pointing her finger at him and then his brothers, who were all but laughing at her. “Stop calling me beautiful, sexy or any other name for that matter except Roxy.” She could feel her teeth grinding, making an unusual sound almost like sharp metal.

            “But Pussycat, that’s no way to talk when we only want to please you,” Tristan wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

            Roxy threw her hands up in the air, cursing under her breath.

            Trent laid his hand on her leg, trailing his hand in a seductively manner, leaning closer so only they could hear what he said. “Go out with me, I promise you won’t regret It.” he purposely dropped his voice seductively.

            Yeah, right! “Go away,” she hissed, pushing his hand off her leg.

            “Hey, Roxy,” Asher scooted Megan over so he could sit between them. Grabbing a French fry from her plate, “How is your first day going?” Asher asked chewing on his French fry, ignoring the glares from the Blake brothers.

            Roxy glanced at Megan and smiled, knowing what she was about to do. Taking her left hand, she trailed it down his arm. “Better now that you are here.”

            Asher’s blue eyes widened, his Adam apple moved up and down. “You are?”

            Nodding her head up and down, smiling. “Yep,” Roxy popped the p. “In fact, I was wondering if you would go out with me?”

            Asher smirked as he caught on. “Of course, sweetheart, just tell me when and where.”

            “The hell you will!” Trent yelled, grabbing Roxy cheeks to stare at him. “You are mine!”

            Rolling her eyes, Roxy jerked her cheeks out of his hands to look back at Asher who looked back and forth the corner of his mouth turned upwards almost twitching. “Ignore him, Asher, so?”

            “Asher if you know what is good for you, you will get lost.” Trent growled, clenching his fist.

            It didn’t take long for Asher to give Roxy a sympathetic look before he left.

            “Damn it, Trent!” Roxy shoot daggers at Trent. “You had no right to do that!”

            Trent smirked, pleased with himself. “I told you, princess that you are mine.”

            “Unbelievable.” If looks could kill she would have mastered it. “Don’t you guys have somewhere better to be or something?”