Lilac

by B.B. Reid

“Fine,” Houston barked while staring at me. “Braxton was just leaving.” I was? Oh. Right. Houston threatened to kill me if I didn’t fall in line and self-preservation told me to writhe all over him like a bitch in heat. Unbelievable.

I turned to go when he gripped my nape. My back slammed against his chest a moment later. “Make this the last time I tell you,” he said as he pressed his mouth against my ear. “Stay away from Loren and don’t even think about Rich. That pussy’s mine now.” He shoved me away.

“Because we’re not leaving her alone with those liars,” she decided as she continued to type. My head shot up from the bar and turned toward Griff. From here, I could see she was drafting an email from her perch on the couch. “They’ll just try to hypnotize her again with their magical penises.”

“We’re not going to stop, we’re not going away, and we’re never giving up. You’re Bound. That can never be broken.”