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“I fucking get it, okay?” I snap.

Fuck me, my high of finally fucking Kady is now a simmering fucking ember on the ground that my brothers are about to stamp all over.

Fucking fuckers.

Running my fingers through my hair, I sink into the seat, keeping Kady as close to me as possible until we arrive at the hotel. She doesn’t know it yet, but I am taking the full blame for this; it was my idea and I brought her here for selfish reasons.

Fuck me sideways with a golf club.

CHAPTER TWELVE

KADY

“You fucking idiot. You know how long we have been looking to take this bitch down, and she was in our grasps, but you decided that getting your dick wet was more important,” Royal rants at Calder while pacing back and forth.

I sit on the patterned sofa next to him feeling like a child being scolded for eating the last cookie, but this was an important cookie that we let get away.

“Hey, my dick is important, fuck you very much,” Calder replies to a raging Royal.

“Not the time,” I shush him, slapping the side of his thigh.

He looks to me with a frown; his hair has flopped forward, resting on his forehead.

Damn he is handsome and should not be frowning. Shit, so much for fighting the attraction between us, bit look where it did get us.

“My dick is important all of the fucking time. Did your pussy not enjoy her time with him?”

I cover my face, shaking my head at him.

“Can we not talk about your cock right now?” Maverick pipes up.

“What happened to you both hating each other? Kady, you would never give him the time of day, and you, fuckface, fucked anything that looked at you, but never Kady. What’s changed?” Royal snaps.

“I have never hated Calder, just hated his slut-ish ways.” I sigh, leaning back.

My body is feeling tired all of a sudden.

“What she said,” Calder adds. “You know I will do anything for the club, but tonight being with Kady, being in the club with all that sex made us lose our heads. We got caught up in the moment but I don’t regret it for a fucking second. It was something that has been building for years, because come on, the ladies love me, so why wouldn’t she want me,” Calder says smugly.

I want to smack that smirk right off his fucking face.

“Pig,” I mutter.

“What was that, Kitten?”

“Nothing.”

“Do you know where she went when she left the club?” Calder asks Maverick.

Shaking his head, my heart sinks. “No. We lost her when she jumped into a car. She went into an area that doesn’t have traffic surveillance,” he explains.

“Shit,” I mutter.

“This all could have been fucking over with, brother, but again your dick got in the way. Fuck me, you always go for women who like to fuck in public,” Royal snaps at him.

My stomach dips and not in a good way, so much so I feel sick. I know that Calder is no saint, far from it, but hell, hearing Royal say that what we just did is the norm for him makes me want to puke.

My hand goes to my stomach, my mouth filling with saliva.

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