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Pen
“Well, you look all kinds of beautiful, sweetheart,” Beast says, whistling as I step into Tales.
“Thanks,” I reply, grinning. I’m actually funneling a mix of Grim’s, Clancy’s and my own style by pairing black skinny jeans with my favourite heeled biker boots and a red, corseted top. I feel both sexy and stylish. My boys sure appreciated my efforts, each one of them kissing me until I was breathless before we left the flat.
Xeno snarls, putting a possessive arm around my waist. “Eyes up,motherfucker,” he grinds out, even though Beast is being a perfect gentleman and hasn’t lowered his gaze from my face.
“Xeno, don’t start a fight. We’ve only been here ten fucking seconds,” York mutters under his breath in warning. Though to be fair, he’s also giving Beast daggers. It’s kind of amusing because I know Beast is winding them all up. The guy is so in love with Grim it’s not even funny. He’s not interested in me, not in that way.
“I reckon the four of us could take him,” Zayn remarks, stepping into the club behind us. He doesn’t even bother to lower his voice. Despite everything that happened at Grim’s last weekend, he’s still pissed about Beast dropping me back to the Academy a few weeks back, it’s kinda sweet in a macho, chest-bashing, kind of way.
Dax cocks his head, giving Beast a once over. “Maybe if his hands are tied,” he suggests with a grin. He’s the first to offer Beast his hand to shake. Beast takes it, slapping Dax on the shoulder before levelling his gaze at Xeno.
“Number one,mate, you call me motherfucker again and I’ll deck you. Number two, Pen is a beautiful woman and deserves to be told that often, and number three, in case it’s escaped your notice Grim ismywoman and no one comes close to how I feel about her. No offense, Pen,” he says to me with a wink.
“None taken,” I reply, resting my palm against Xeno’s chest, both in reassurance and in warning. He really doesn’t need to start a fight here tonight. I agree with York in that respect.
“And lastly, the four of you couldn’t take me on even if my handsweretied. Though maybe if Pen was added to the mix you might be able to get a one up on me. She’s feisty, andverydistracting.”
Dax grins, glancing over at me. “She sure is.” Pride fills his gaze followed by a heavy dose of lust as his gaze roves over me appreciatively. “Our Kid can be very,verydistracting,” he adds, and my cheeks flush at the memory of me giving him a blow job whilst he was driving the Bentley.
“I fucking bet,” Beast says, smirking at the look each one of my Breakers give me right at that moment. “Man, I’m glad Grim ain’t into ménage à trois. I would go mad with fucking jealousy.”
“Reverse harem,” Dax corrects him.
My mouth falls open. “What the fu—”
“Clancy lent me a couple books,” Dax interjects with a sly grin, “She said it would be good research. She wasn't wrong. I read one last night whilst you guys were...”
“I’m gonnakillClancy,” I say, my cheeks heating.
“Why? They’re good books,” he counters with a wink.
Beast frowns, shaking his head. “Well, props to you guys, but it ain’t my kind of thing. I’m not sharing my missus with no fucking one.”
“Just as well, mate, because we’re not sharing Kid with anyone else either, and I have it on authority that you ain’t her type,” Dax quips.
“What, you mean fit, tatted, with wit, charm and a big cock? I think I’meverygirl’s type. Come on, I’m a fucking catch.”
Dax snorts. “Yeah, that andold. I know a guy who can help with erectile dysfunction. Isn’t that a common occurrence in men over fifty?”
“You little shit. I’m not that fucking old,” Beast retorts, cuffing Dax around the back of the head none to gently. Dax swears, giving him a shove back only for Beast to wrap his arm around Dax’s shoulder like long lost pals. I’m stunned into silence honestly. It wasn’t so long ago that Beast was threatening to shoot Dax dead. Now look at them.
“Nothing like beating the shit out of each other to help a friendship blossom,” Xeno grumbles under his breath. If I’m not mistaken there’s a little jealousy there too.
“Right lads, now that we’ve got the male posturing bullshit out of the way and cleared the air where our women are concerned, let's get some drinks in. Grim has gone to pick up Hudson and will be here in ten. D-Neath should be here a little while after.” Beast explains as we follow him to the corner of the warehouse where the bar is located. At the moment, Tales is cleared of all furniture apart from a large circular table big enough to seat us all, and of course the fighting cage, but even that looks like it’s had a new canvas fitted. I’m glad, the blood stains from the fights were bad enough to dance on.
“Where is everything?”
“We had to do a deep clean. Blood stains are a motherfucker to get rid of. The cleaners finished up this morning. We’ll be good to open up again soon.”
“The cleaners?” I ask, frowning. The place doesn’t look all that tidy. Just empty.
“Not those kind of cleaners, sweetheart,” he responds with a dark chuckle. “More... specialised.”
“Ah, I see,” I respond, catching his meaning. Come to think of it, the place certainly smells like a mixture of chlorine, industrial bleach and something close to paint thinner, not exactly products used in general household clean-ups. I shiver at the thought of what this place must’ve looked like last weekend.
