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“So, now we’re soulmates?” Ash shrugs, his grin still firmly planted on his smug face. “Just saying, this is kind of one of those moments.”
“Sunshine, I don’t control fate.” His overly confident voice is annoying. I look at my hands. “Hm, no string.” “It’s invisible, sunshine.” He sighs.
“If it’s invisible, how do you know it’s red?”
“Well…” I watch the wheels spinning, and I can’t ...
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“Ash, you’re a label-whore,” I chuckle dryly. “I mean, go for it. It’s your money, but paramedics aren’t known for their salaries, so yeah, it’s hard for me to believe you ever did a job that would have caused you to have to budget.”
“I didn’t always have things like this,”
“I gotta go. If you need help moving in, just ask. I left my number on the counter since you probably threw the note away. Put a couple of pillows under—never mind.”
“Ash,” I go to apologize, but he walks out of the apartment, shuttin...
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Maybe ‘label-whore’ wasn’t the best term. Though it’s undoubtedly better than: “And what’s your name?”
I have done nothing to you to deserve this.
Luca
might’ve suggested that Janie take my escort friend, Luca, to a party to make Fox jealous.
This isn’t over, Simmons. Fox: Yeah, yeah, I live with Torch. Your threats don’t scare me.
OMG the forced proximity trope! It’s got the best heat!
Ren… you’ve been narrating romance books too long. Put down the smut. Ren: I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.
We like weird.
We LOVE weird.
NOT THAT KIND OF WEIRD. Jesus, how is it that the two women with dicks on demand are the horniest of our group?
can’t say anything on Ren and Atlas but, Fox is a fucking freak, and you can’t just get one hit of that.
You get a taste, and you want it ALL. THE. TIME.
We did it on the beach the other night and while it’s not as comfortable as you might think, that ocean air hitting your naked body–all hot and slick…
Are you two just without a bedroom now? What is it with y’all and the outdoor fucking?
Winston looks at me weirdly after the act. I’ve even tried putting him in his room with the TV on, and he still knows what’s happening.
Janie, babe no *crying laughing emoji*
Nope, dead… this isn’t real life.
You fuck in public so that your CAT won’t know you’re fucking?
Noooo, so my SON doesn’t witness his father attacking his mother, or hear it and mistake our cries of ecstasy as distress. I can’t be quiet. Fox is massive in EVERY sense of the word.
Not only did her Dash nickname stick like glue around here, but she’s also made fun of my clothes twice now. Well, not the clothes, but the amount of money I spend on them. It bothers me, and I’m not sure why. I didn’t always have money; before Hel’s, I had nothing. I was broke. I hated my job, and I was with Shannon, who regularly reminded me how little I was worth in every sense of the word. I couldn’t buy her nice things. I couldn’t get the expensive apartment downtown, the nice car, the
trips, purses, and designer clothes. All the things she expected from me, and I failed to live up to her expectations every time. She would never let me forget what a disappointment I was. And god forbid I was ever paid a compliment by anyone about how I looked or if I measured up in bed.
Derek’s an old man who has no business making the eyes he does at my baby sister every time she comes into the shop. “It’s my turn to make the drink run.” “Redbull,” I state crisply, causing him to raise his brow at me.
“Do we have a problem?”
“I don’t know, Virginia, do we?”
once, but I smirk in victory. “Are you two about to kiss?” Atlas asks, breaking our stare down. I blink and step back. “Redbull,” I say again as Derek grumbles something under his breath before heading out.
“You and Derek need to stop this pissing match you’re having,” he warns, and I roll my eyes.
“Sorry, Dad.” “Hey!” Atlas snaps. “It’s Papa Fox, fucker.”
“Look, none of us gets along with him. Why is he even still here?” I slam the trash into the wastebasket w...
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“I know you aren’t riding Derek’s...
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“I see how he looks at Indy,” I start, and the entire group groans as if they’ve heard it before, probably because they have. “Ash,” Fox pinches the bridge of his nose. “Derek doesn’t have any interest in your sister, trust me.”
“And how do you know? Did you ask him?” “Because,”
“Derek doesn’t date. Leave him alone, or I'll take a cheese grater to your nuts.” The guys and I all gasp at the visual. “Now,”
“Stop being an asshole and stop whatever the fuck you’re doing to avoid going home. Yeah, I know all about it. Stop being a child. So you had a bad one-night stand, and now you’re making it way more awkward than it needs to be. Now, go make nice with my best friend so the rest of us can stop plotting your demise.”
“Yeah, I would just listen to...
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“My man is so smart,” she coos, and Atlas makes a gagging noise before I roll my eyes and continue to set up for my next appointment.
“Hey sunshine,” I mutter when I approach her. She looks up and gives me a dry chuckle. “Hey, charming.”
“I’m not used to the keycard entry, and I left it in the apartment, along with my phone, so I can’t even put in a service call.”
“No, he’s in there. But he’s twelve and a boy. I can’t wake his ass up banging a pot over his head. Ain’t no way he’s hearing me out here knocking. It’s fine, though; the office will open in a few more hours.”
“That sounds like a you problem, charming. I’m not walking into that apartment.” “It’s not like I’m saying come inside for a fuck.”
“Been there, done th–” “Stop.”
“I’m trying to be nice. Don’t be an asshole. You don’t want to come inside, fine. But the door is unlocked if you change your mind.”
My anger and embarrassment fueling my anxiety. Fucking panic attacks.
