Fakers with Benefits (Crimson Club Book 2)

by Willow Dixon

shirt. “Um, I have to work on Monday.” “When do you get off?” “As often as my wrist will allow.”

“Gray says that to me all the time. Trust your gut. But my gut also told me that getting a perm last summer was a good idea, so what does that bitch know?”

“Currently impersonating a duck.” He crept toward the desk. “A duck?” “You know, all calm and chill over the water but their feet are going like crazy underneath. That’s me. Only the feet are my brain.

“Not my fault you’ve got a muffin butt. It’s squeezable, so I squeezed it.” He shrugged. I smirked. “Did I complain?” “Nope. Which is why I kept doing it. Your butt was basically my fidget spinner tonight.”

“Some people bring their friends coffee as a way to say they care. Zane hands out weapons.”

“You haven’t spent nearly as much as you seem to think you have. I can afford it, and more than that, I want to buy these things for you.” “Why?” he asked. “I get the suits and stuff I can wear to events, but why do you want to buy me things I don’t need for our arrangement?” “Because I enjoy spoiling people I like. Seeing you happy makes me happy. And the selfish bastard in me likes knowing you’ll be wearing clothes I gave you.”

“You okay?” I asked Vlado. He’d spent the last few minutes staring at a spot on the floor in front of him with a blank look on his face. He shook his head, then glanced up. “Yeah. Fine. I’m just…” “Having a bit of a sexual crisis?” I chuckled at his gobsmacked expression. He scrubbed a hand through his dark hair. “Little bit. I never realized the stuff I like on women could look that good on a man. Or at least on a man who looks like him.”

“Wait, hold that thought!” Nick shouted excitedly. The door to his dressing room flew open and he rushed toward us. “Am I about to inspire a bi-awakening?” “Maybe?” Vlado shifted the empty sandwich platter on his lap so it covered his crotch. “Eeek!” Nick clapped his hands. “I have soooo many hot friends I can introduce you to if you wanna give dick a chance.”

I never want you to think you need to repay me for anything, especially not with sex. If I do something, it’s because I want to. A thank-you, a smile, and a kiss is reward enough.” “Are you sure?” I nodded. “You’re more than your body, Nicky.”

“Maryse is harmless.” “Maybe to you, but bitch better check herself while I’m around because these hands are rated E for Everyone.”