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Bull, Snake, and Gringo walked in and smiled at me. I wanted to flip them the fuck off and tell them to get out, this is my place.
Your place? Since when is a coffee shop ‘your place’?
Since they put Summer on their radar for an orgy.
Now we’re all sitting together like one big happy fucking family.
The guys had pulled a few chairs up to our small table, (Mrs. Merriweather had insisted. I guess I was wrong about wanting to bear the brunt of her sting). It’s like fucking tea time, except it’s black coffee with an old English lady, four tattooed guys, and a shy young woman.
Gwendolyn can’t keep her attention fixed on any one of us, her eyes keep darting back and forth from each of us, like she’s trying to take everything in.
I think she’s overwhelmed.
And don’t even get me started about the mom’s club. I can see their hard nipples through their flimsy shirts and can hear them whispering and giggling.
What about Summer?
She’s all business, our playful banter squashed, wadded up in a tight ball, and she took the free throw, that shit cleared the net and went right in. Slam dunk. Swish. Give the girl her point.
Fucking gone.
“It’s about time you boys started giving our Summer your business,” Mrs. Merriweather gives us each a chastising look.
Bull opens his mouth to answer, but Snake cuts him off, (thank God, you never know what could come out of Bull’s mouth), “We wanted to come over with Rock yesterday, but he insisted we didn’t. Maybe he thought all of us together might be too much,” he looks at me. I want to tell him to fuck off.
Asshole!
“Nonsense, our Rock wouldn’t think any such thing.”
I’m part of the ours now, am I? In your face, dickhead.
I glance at Summer. Her expression says she’s totally surprised by what the old woman said as she looks back and forth between Mrs. Merriweather and I.
“Why would Summer not be able to take you four boys on at the same time?” the old woman innocently asks.
I almost fucking shit.
Bull grunts.
Gringo coughs.
Snake is fucking cool. The comment doesn’t faze him. At. All.
I steal another glance at Summer. Her face is flushed and her pouty lips are open in the shape of an O. Her eyes bounce back and forth between the four of us. Until our gazes collide.
I can’t stop it.
My grin slowly grows.
Her eyes get wider. And wider. And wider.
I wink at her.
I can see her suck in a breath. Then she spins around and busies herself with something, breaking our stare.
“That’s what we tried to tell him,” Snake comments. “Maybe he just wanted to break her into our kind. I guess we can be a little overwhelming at first, all of us together.”
Snake glances at me.
