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Avery nods, wide-eyed, and ducks back into the bathroom. Ash stares at me until he finally scoffs and walks away.
She looks at the diamond the way I imagine I look at Harley, Blaise, and Ash.
“Those idiot boys have no idea how fiercely the Wolf of Mounts Bay guards them.”
You know that old saying ‘when it rains, it pours’? Well, some bastard was out there with a fire hose aimed right the fuck at me.
“And why do you think I know how to do that?” I grin at him and wag my finger in his face. “I was at your court hearing last year, remember? You’re quite proficient in the ol’ grand theft auto. Come on, impress me, Arbour.”
“So, we’re criminals now? We just take things whenever we want them? I’m not sure I have enough black in my wardrobe for this, someone should have pre-warned me,” drawls Blaise as he wipes his hands on his jeans.
I lean forward and put a hand on the guy's arm. He nearly runs us off the road before looking back at me. “Are you trying to dig for information on me?” “Oh, no! Absolutely not! I was just curious, I would never—“ “Then shut up.”
“Is there anyone in this city that isn’t afraid of you?”
“Are you ever going to tell me how it is a little Mounty girl can get grown men to fucking shake in their boots with barely a word?”
“You don’t owe me. I did it for Avery and if you’d just stop hating me, I’d do it for you, too.”
I decide to get the sweet fresh hell out of the library and away from the drama. I’m allergic to this shit and yet I keep finding myself in the middle of it.
“Nice try, Summers, but we all know what’s going on. Harley has not been discreet and, like you said, I don’t give my music away to anyone. C’mon, Mounty.
I can’t afford to give pieces of me away to spoiled rich boys looking for distraction.
“How the fuck does a Mounty have that much pull?”
It’s sweet and I find myself very glad he’s decided we’re friends.
I refuse to eat all day and instead drink eight cups of coffee until finally Harley notices the tremors in my hands and narks on me. Avery hides the coffee and stalks me so I can’t have any more. What a bunch of assholes.
It's quiet for a second and then Blaise and Harley start bickering. “Move,” says Blaise. “Fuck off. You've just decided to do something about it because she passed your little singing test?” “Don't be a jealous dick and move. I need to tell her-” “You'd have to climb over my dead fucking body and we both know I could take you. Now shut up before you get us in the shit.”
What the hell? Avery is grinning so hard her face might split open when I look past her to the others.
Avery is funny as hell for literally not saying shit to her
Avery stares at each of the guys, one by one, like she’s going to stage an intervention. When she opens her mouth Blaise tucks her under his arm and pulls her to lead the way. What the sweet fresh hell is going on?
😭😭
No one moves or says a word. Then, the three guys all turn and look at me. Oh. They don't want an audience for this and clearly they still don't trust me.
Sometimes I wish I could beat a fictional characters ass…
When Blaise takes a step toward me to help me as I hobble past them pathetically Harley honest-to-fucking-God growls at him and Avery steps up to take my arm.
“They were bickering over your performance. Then Ash pulled you into his arms to get you back up here and all hell broke loose. Harley lost it, he already wants to kill Blaise because he’s got his eye on you. Even more so because you look at him like he’s dinner and you’re starving. Now he has to contend with Ash too and he snapped.”
I didn’t want our room being destroyed when you picked which one you want.
Pick? 🤣🤣🤣 oh aves
I’ve spent the entire time I’ve been at Hannaford lusting after these guys, hating any girl I’ve spotted them with, and now I apparently have their attention I want to crawl under my covers and die.
Yeah I’d say that about sums up how it works right? 😂
“You know all three of them are bordering on obsessed with you, right? Ash is freaking the hell out because he can’t figure out when his loathing of you turned into admiration, affection, and lust. Blaise damn near died when he heard you sing because he’d been trying to put you in the little ‘do-not-touch’ box in his head because of Harley and then your voice burnt the box right down to the ground and, well, we all know how Harley feels. This is not about sex. Well, I’m sure they would be very interested in having sex with you but it’s more than that.”
“No, I didn’t know. I know nothing. This is all very new information for me.”
Yeah it’s been killing me slowly too
“Jesus H. Christ, Lips. I thought you were refusing to start anything with any of them because you were pissed about last year and wanted to string them along a bit. I was kind of assuming the hot/cold thing you have with them all was foreplay!”
If fucking only
we’re girls, she isn’t worried about my period, she has her own to deal with. Bye!”
“I had to go to great lengths to get them the hell out. Harley did not flinch, by the way, he was totally prepared to deal with a blood-soaked Armageddon to stay here and walk you down. The other two manhandled him out.”
“I don’t know. I like them all.”
“I can work with that. I did tell those guys the only way they would ever have a relationship that worked is if it were with the same girl.”
I’ve never seen them fight over a girl before and the bickering that happens when you’re not around is getting extreme.”
How would that even work? I’m a virgin and not exactly ready for a gang bang!
Holy shit imagine your first relationship is one with 3 guys 😂😭😭😭
Ash… doesn’t ever let people in. That’s the real reason he pushed back about us being friends and now he can’t stand the idea of going home at the end of the week and not seeing you for summer break. He’s already bugging me about finding a way to escape from Joey and stay with you and Harley in the Bay.
Why didn’t you just sneak into his room and slit his throat while he slept?” I want the ground to open up and swallow me. He knows. He knows exactly what skill set I have that is so highly sought after.
My brain is soup and I’m giggling over nothing for hours, rolling around on my bed and just cackling to myself.
“You’re not thinking anything, you’re speaking. How fucking high are you?”
Nope. I squeeze my eyes shut again. I cannot have Blaise in this room while I’m off my tits. Bad idea. I can’t have him around until I’m back… on my tits. Or whatever the opposite of this is.
“Stop saying tits. Look, I can’t leave you here like this. Fuck knows what you could end up doing to yourself. Stop stroking the sheets, it’s… kinda hot and I’m feeling like a perv watching you. Just get in the bed. In, Lips. Get in bed. Fucking hell, here.”
I will not leave this room with my dignity intact.
I try to file that away in my brain for later but I think I’ve lost the filing cabinet. I think the office is closed for maintenance. I hope they repaint.
Possibly tequila but sometimes I get mouthy and fight…-y on tequila.
“Thank you for checking on me. And letting me word vomit for hours on end. Please leave me to die of shame with what little dignity I have left.”
He’d held me up while I washed my hands and told me about how they decided to share me. They sat at the freaking dining hall table and came to an agreement to share me. All of the blood in my head drains out and I feel floaty all over again.
“With the two of you that could be anything from pairing the correct shoes with an outfit to plotting the murder of a filthy-rich senator for your own gain.”
What if I’m annoying in my sleep? What if I thrash around or snore or drool?
“That sound had better be an oh-I-hate-waking-up sort of sound and not a my-dick-is-so-hard kind of sound, Harley Éibhear Arbour,” Avery snaps.
“Don’t you dare get out of that bed until you have your dick under control or I will cut it the fuck off. I know how, Lips taught me,”
I’m not at all proud of the squeal that comes out of me but I manage to tamp down my reflexes so I don’t punch him in the throat. I should probably warn them all about that.
I abandon my French toast and grab my apple. Ash’s eyes narrow at me and he pushes the plate back in front of me. Great. More food police.
