Page 35 of Twisted Fate

The door creaked as Jensen quietly walked in, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

“Were you fighting?”

“No.”

“Then what happened?” He asked without moving from his lazy position.

I didn’t look at him as I spoke quietly, knowing the chances of him losing his shit were pretty fucking high.

“I shot at Skeet and the girl he was balls deep in at the shed.”

His eyes hardened as he ground his teeth together.

“Skeeter did that?”

“If his crew ask then yes, but no, he didn’t. Slash did it for him,” I replied, causing him to glare at me.

“Slash fucking beat you?”

“It was hardly a beating. Crew rules state that I was to be beaten bloody by Skeet, killed, or gang raped. Slash gave me another chance, and three hits was my warning, but I got coke out of it, so…”

He spun me around, staring into my eyes with obvious anger.

“So, you’ll take a beating for free coke?”

“No, but it could’ve been worse. I shot at a member in their shed, Jensen. I swung at Skeeter and stole Slash’s gun, so I’m meant to be fucking dead right now. Can we not talk about Skeeter, please? Is it just you and me tonight?”

He sighed, his face relaxing slightly at the change of subject.

“Lukas was going to come over, but if you don’t want…”

“No, he can come over. I just don’t want to deal with Caden or Ty tonight. Get much out of Lukas last night after Skeet upset him?”

He shrugged, a small smile crossing his face.

“Not really, but he curled up in bed with me, so I took that as a good thing.”

“Does this mean I can start bossing you two around in bed?” I grinned, a nervous laugh coming from him.

“We aren’t fucking, babe.”

“You seriously don’t want to?” I asked, cocking my head curiously.

I’d never say no to them giving it a go.

Watching them pound each other might even...

He scratched his head awkwardly as I moved to cuddle up to him, kissing his chest to give him a little bit of courage to open up.

“I think it would be a little too gay, if you know what I mean? Is this weird? Lukas is my best friend, and you’re our girlfriend. Maybe he and I are just reading things wrong?”

“It’s not weird. If you guys give it a go and figure it out, at least you’ll know if it’s real or not. Mess around more and you’ll know.”

“I don’t want to fuck things up between us and you,” he cringed, and I ruffled his hair affectionately to ease his worry.

“You won’t, it just makes me horny,” I winked, giving him a kiss before we headed back downstairs to the kitchen.

Lukas arrived at dinner time, halting in the doorway when he noticed my face.