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“Talking of pussy, Kelsey is gonna be real happy to see you, bro.”

“Not interested,” I grunt.

“Fuck. They really are turning you into a stuck-up motherfucker, eh? Kelsey not good enough for you all of a sudden?”

All eyes drill into me as I fall down onto the old couch. “Nah, that’s just not why I’m here.”

“Why the fuck else would you be?”

I lift the bottle in my hand and make a show of twisting the top and downing mouthful after mouthful until my throat burns for reprieve.

“You motherfuckers got any blow?”

“Sure thing, man. Line ‘em up, Pike.”

I alternate between taking swigs from my bottle and doing a line of the good shit Pike keeps hidden for special occasions. My homecoming is apparently the perfect opportunity.

“Fuck me, this is good.”

My body buzzes as the cocktail of alcohol and sniff takes over my thoughts.

Fuck yes.

Memories of what I left behind start to get hazy, and I settle back into where I belong.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Ace Jagger.” Kelsey’s dulcet voice makes my skin crawl, and she blows my escape from reality to shit.

When I don’t turn around, she walks directly in front of me. “I missed you, baby.”

Just like the last time I saw her, her eyes are blown, her face is gaunt, and as she decides she needs to climb onto my lap, I get a look at her forearms. “When the fuck did you turn into a fucking junkie, Kels?” I snag one of her wrists in my hand.

“About the same time I was left behind with nothing to do.”

“Don’t you fucking blame this on me. I didn’t shoot that shit into your veins.”

“I don’t need it now you’re back,” she purrs, settling herself so she’s straddling me.

“Not back two fucking minutes and he’s got every chick’s pussy fucking wet. Jag, man. You need to teach us your secret,” one of the guys complains as Kelsey’s lips go to my neck.

I swallow down another few shots of scotch as I try to drown the fact that her touch does nothing for me. Electricity doesn’t shoot around my body from her kiss. My skin doesn’t prickle with excitement when she runs her fingers down my stomach. And my cock does fucking nothing.

Safe to say, in my quest to break the prep school princess, it seems I only went and broke myself in the process.

I’m back in the place I thought I belonged, with the guys I once thought of as my family, but nothing feels right. I don’t feel like I’ve come back home. I feel like the outsider. The one who left and is trying to claw his way back in.

I never thought I’d say it, but I don’t want to be here. I want to drive my ass back to the Bay and crawl into bed beside her hot little body and lose myself in her instead of this bullshit.

I’m just about to push Kelsey off when a shadow looms over me. Glancing up, I find one of Donny’s henchmen staring down at me. His face is cold, murderous.

Fucking great.

This night is going from bad to fucking worse.

Kelsey hits the floor as I stand. She complains, but all I do is step over her to find out what the fuck Bruce wants. Donny doesn't send him out for any old reason. He sends him when he wants a job fucking done—and done properly.

“What?” I bark, stepping up to him. I might not be all that happy about his appearance, but there’s no fucking way I’m letting him know that.

“Donny’s pissed.”

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