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He just fucking lied. I don’t know how I know, but I do.
“Did her foster mum say what the consequences will be?” Lexi asks, looking back at me, and I shake my head.
“Nope.”
“Hmmm.” Lexi thinks over everything, looking at the floor.
“I guess all we can do is be there for her, right?” Hastings asks, and we all nod in agreement.
“Yeah. We all need to be there for her, despite our relationship status. Her happiness and safety outweigh how we feel about her or each other.” Shaun shoots Marcus a pointed look, and he nods.
It takes a strong man to put aside your differences, especially matters of the heart. Marcus Grady is a better man than the rest of us, and at the end of the day, if Rhys is happy to pick only one guy, Grady is the only one deserving of her heart.
5
Rhys
Bonnie Mayer’s Halloween party is lit! Aussies aren’t big at celebrating Halloween like Americans do. Some Aussies recognise it on October 31st, but it’s nothing in comparison. Bonnie Mayer and her family are from the United States, so they really know how to throw a frightful party. Their whole house has been transformed from the outside in, and while many in the community drive-by, getting out of their cars to take a photo with the coffin and skeleton on their front lawn, the FP Catholic kids are inside ripping it up.
Bonnie’s theme for the night is gore, so anyone who turns up in just a regular costume that doesn’t look like it’s walked through the set of the Walking Dead gets fake blood thrown at them. Not viciously, but Bonnie is on a mission to ensure everyone is as gory as hell.
I’m feeling a good buzz from the shots Lexi and I had while we were getting ready at her house. She looks freaking amazing! She makes the best Harley Quinn, and with Ayden dressed as the Joker by her side with blood spattered all over them, they look like a deliciously frightful couple.
Tonight, I’m Cleopatra. I’d chosen the look because her sexuality resonates with me. Well, it did before last night. Now, I think I’d feel more comfortable dressed as a nun. I do look pretty hot, though. At least that’s what I keep telling myself as I plaster on a fake smile and pretend to own the black fitted, barely covering my arse dress. It’s strapless and has a princess neckline, with a shiny gold belt and some sort of Egyptian looking triangle thing hanging down the front of the skirt. Around my neck is an intricate beaded something or other—I don’t know since I’m not an Egyptian—and I have gold wrist cuffs and gold strappy heels. Of course, it’s not a Rhys outfit without my black lips. I considered wearing my hair down, but as usual, I didn’t want everyone to see it, so I wore the black bob wig that came with the costume. Something I’m regretting with every passing minute, as it’s itching the hell out of my scalp.
“Oh, Cleopatra. I do believe your servant men have arrived.” Lexi grins at something behind me where we stand in the cobweb riddled living room, so I turn around. My eyes widen when I take in not three but four guys that make my heart do a little flip in my chest.
Shaun, Garrett, Simon, andMarcusare here… together, and they are standing before me dressed as pharaoh men. Even Marcus. They are Cleopatra’s pharaohs. With bare chests and some ridiculous gold thing that covers their shoulders, and the only real article of clothing they have on is white baggy pants. Oh, and they are all slathered in blood. Obviously, Bonnie’s doing.
“Wow. You guys look ridiculous, but in a hot way.” I grin, and my eyes dart to Marcus. Is he going to get annoyed that I called them all hot?
“What about me, George? You into Gangsters?” Jared asks, standing next to the others, looking like a gangster that lost the gunfight. I laugh.
“Not really. And I’m pretty sure you’re not into Egyptian women either, Crowley.” I tease, and he nods, grinning. The poor guy is still hooked on Lexi, even though she’s taken. I feel sorry for him. He’s such a nice guy.
“Jump in the middle of your pharaoh men, Rhys. I’ll take a picture.” Lexi nudges my back, urging me forward.
Poking my tongue out at her over my shoulder, I approach the guys, noticing Jared sneaking off into the crowd, obviously feeling out of place.
“Hey, Kitten. You look ravishing.” Shaun grins down at me with mischief in his eyes, and I sink into him as he pulls me to his chest before taking my lips in his. It’s a quick kiss but hot as hell, and for the first time since last night, I feel Kitty stir.
“You make ridiculous look hot, Bossi.” I tease, and he grins.
“Are you ok?” He asks, and I nod before pulling back. I don’t want to talk about last night. Like, ever.
Once again, my eyes dart to Marcus. He just witnessed the exchange between Shaun and me, and the tension is noticeable as he tries to avoid my eyes.
Please just share me, Marcus.
“Ravishing is an understatement.” Simon’s grin is from ear to ear as he nudges Shaun aside and wraps his arms around me. Then he dips me and slaps his lips against mine. For the second time, Kitty stirs, but only a little. Even though it’s only the slightest of sensations, I’m fucking thankful because the way I was feeling earlier today scared the shit out of me. I thought my pussy was broken!
When Simon releases me from his onslaught, I lick over my lips, my eyes darting to Marcus again. This time, his eyes are on me, but his breathing is heavy, like he’s struggling to control his anger. I don’t want to make him angry. I just want him to join us.
“My queen Cleopatra.” Garrett takes my hand from Simon’s grip and pulls me towards him. He doesn’t do the same as Shaun and Simon did, though. Instead, he gets down on one knee and bows his head.
I fucking blush.
What the fuck. Did I really just blush because he held my hand and bowed? His icy-blues dart up to me, looking mischievous, and I realise the smart-arse enjoys tormenting me.
