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“You don’t need to ask me that. Of course. What is it?” he asks.
“I need picking up from Nine Lives.Princesshas got herself in a jam and needs some help, and I’m too cut to drive.”
“Have you been getting high on stripper pussy?”
“No, just half a bottle of bourbon.”
“You’re drunk? That’s new.”
“Don’t lecture me, I needed to let loose a bit. Besides, it’s my day off.”
“It’s your day off and you’re not six feet deep into some prime pussy? Hmm, are you sick?”
“I ain’t feeling it.”
“My point exactly…” His voice trails off and I can hear the smirk in his voice. “You sure the problem ain’t the fact that you’re desperate for somePrincesspussy?” Connall asks, bursting out laughing. If I didn’t really need his help, I’d tell him to fuck right off. The fact that he’s picked up on something I’m trying very hard to deny ain’t good.
“Funny! Can I get a lift or what?” I ask dryly.
“Mate, you can’t kid a kidder…”
“Why the fuck does everyone think I’m interested in her? For fuck’s sake. Princess is not, and never will be, anything more than a job to me,” I say firmly.
Ever since my chat with Princess I’ve tried putting space between us. For one stupid fucking moment, I let my emotions get a hold of me and let her in, telling her about my mum and my cunt of a dad. Not to mention fucking dancing with her, then taking her out to dinner a few days later. I can’t afford to blur the lines again.
“Yeah, and I’m not Irish,” Connall snorts.
“Fuck off. She’s my boss’s kid, not my type whatso-fucking-ever.”
“What’s that saying…” Connall muses, then puts on a fake posh British accent. “Ah, yeah,he doth protest too much.”
“FUCK OFF!”
Connall barks out a laugh. “Fine, I’ll be there in five.”
“Oh, and Connall?” I say quickly, rubbing at the headache that’s beginning to pound into my skull like an inexperienced virgin fucking a woman for the first time.
“Yeah?”
“Bring me a coffee. I need to sober up and fast.”
Connall laughs. “To be sure,” he says before hanging up, his laughter ringing in my ears.
I glance back at my phone, swiping the screen until I find the tracker app that I also sneakily added to her phone after she fucked off to Macey’s without Carter’s permission. Clicking on it, I frown as I watch the little dot that represents Kate blinking up at me. She’s no longer at the carpark but is moving towards the recreation ground behind it.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I mutter, knowing that as soon as I’ve dealt with her shit I’m gonna need another bottle of bourbon and a willing pussy to sink my tongue into.
Fucking Kate.She drives me crazy.
