Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
I want to, but I don’t go. Instead, I strip out of my clothes, grab the lube and one of my guns from my nightstand, and dick in one hand, my nine in the other, I jerk off, thinking about that night with Blue Eyes. A few minutes later, I come all over my chest, but it’s not enough.
*
I must have passed out because I’m startled awake by a knock on my bedroom door. I recognize Cillian’s quick rapping style.
“Come in,” I say, looking around for my underwear.
Cil chuckles. “It smells like cum in here.”
“Oh my God. You’re the horniest person I know.” Ollie picks up my boxer briefs and tosses them to me.
“Bunny? Do you know you? You’re the dick-hungriest person I’ve ever met.”
He blushes.
Cil and I have only shared him once, but it was the best night of my life—sharing the person Cillian loves with him…there are no words to express how much that means to me.
“Be good,” Cillian tells me.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I sit back on my bed, leaning against the headboard. Cillian and Ollie join me. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing. We just wanted to hang out with you,” Ollie replies.
“Fuck that. Something’s up.” I turn to Cillian, knowing he’ll keep it real because he knows I’ll kick his ass if he doesn’t.
“Just checking that everything’s okay. Shit’s changed a lot over the last year, and—”
“Shut up. Don’t finish that sentence. I’m fucking fine. I don’t need you to treat me with kid gloves because you and fucking Tiernan went and fell in love. I don’t want that shit, and I’m not so weak that I can’t handle being the only one alone.” I can’t believe he would even think that.
“That’s not weak.” Ollie puts his hand on my thigh. “We all need someone.”
“And I have lots of someones. I have the two of you, T, Dean, Ash, and I could find a different someone every night if I wanted to.”
Cillian pushes his hair back from his forehead, but it falls into place again. “Okay. I just wanted to be sure. You know shit will never change with us.”
Yes and no. But I won’t go into all that.
“You’re both pissing me off,” I say. “Is this an intervention?”
“No. I just don’t want you to do anything stupid while I’m gone,” Cillian says.
“I’m only allowed to do stupid stuff with you? Because we do things we’re not supposed to do every damn day.”
“You know what I mean. Don’t take unnecessary risks.”
He does have a point. I’m the worst at that. “I’ll do my best, but I can’t make any promises.”
“Rory,” Ollie starts, and I curse.
“Don’t do that sweet, doe-eyed shit.” It’s hard not to give him his way when he’s like that. Cillian is in trouble. I’m not even in love with the guy, and I can hardly tell him no.
“We just want you to be safe,” Ollie says. “We love you.”
“I’m always safe—well, as safe as this life allows.”
Ollie looks away, and I’m flooded with guilt. Sometimes I forget he’s not like us, forget how new all this is for him. Ollie struggles with the violence and danger of our world. “Sorry, Bunny. I’ll be safe.”
He grins, the brat. Of course he’d get his way.
“Is this intervention over? Can we talk about normal shit now?” I ask, trying not to be a dick, but feeling frustrated.
“How was school today?” Ollie asks.
“I skipped. Made lots of money, though.”
“Rory,” he complains.
“Let him be, Kitten. Pick your battles. Today that’s not the one,” Cillian defends me—well, kinda.
“They asked me if I could come into work tonight. I guess Shai called out.”
“Who the fuck is Shai?” Cillian asks, in unison with my, “She cute?”
Ollie rolls his eyes. “He. And he’s…very tattooed and pierced. He’s a new guy. I like him. We’ve been friendly. I think he’s been through a lot, and he seems lonely.”
My eyes shoot to Cillian, and sure enough, his jaw is locked. Before Cillian even utters a word, Ollie says, “Oh my God. Are you jealous?”
“No. I have no reason to be jealous. I know who you belong to. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to kill your friend.”
“You’re not going to touch him! I’m allowed to talk to people, Cil! I don’t want him. In fact, he teases me because all I do is talk about you.”
Cillian’s features soften slightly. “I’m meeting him.”
“Okay…did you think I would care? You can meet him when we get back from Michigan.” Their flight leaves early in the morning.
Cillian’s gaze finds mine. When we get back isn’t good enough for him. He wants to know everything he can about this Shai person ASAP.
I give him a simple nod, telling him I’ll take care of it.
“You’ll have Rory look into him, won’t you?”
“Are you two about to have an argument?” I ask and get flipped off by Cillian.