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“Oh, no no. I need to clean out the pantry.”
Okay, so she’s even sadder than I thought. Noted.
“It’s Friday night. Go home.”
“But…” I raise an eyebrow at her and press my lips into a thin line, a move that works on almost everyone. Apparently I’m scary. Use what God gave you, Mom used to say. So I do, scaring the shit out of people on a daily basis. Or at least I did when I was in Heights. Fuck knows what the rich folk around here will think about me.
“Okay, okay. You’re right, I do need a night off. My pussy misses me terribly when I work a late shift.”
I scoff, just about managing to cover my amusement at her statement, although one look at her innocent face is all the evidence I need to know she’s talking about a cat. Great, we left the most notorious trailer park in Heights, and now we live with a cat woman. How the mighty fall. It’s a good thing she’s leaving, because what’s about to go down in this house would give her a fucking heart attack.
“You go home and stroke that pussy.” I suppress a chuckle. “We’ll be fine here.”
“You’ll call me if you need anything?”
“Sure,” I lie. I’m not sure why, but Ellen seems to think we need someone. To be looked after. She clearly didn’t get the memo about us looking after ourselves for the past fuck knows however long.
I leave her collecting up her things and shoot a message to my guys. I told them this was happening about ten seconds after James announced that he was going to be away on business this weekend.
His warning about no parties was a distant memory as I handed out his address to every fucker I know.
We’ve been here almost two weeks, and it’s the first time he’s left us alone for more than a few hours. I was starting to think he didn’t trust us.
Sadly, his little princess hasn’t been back. It’s a real shame. I was looking forward to having some more fun with her, but we all know she’s on borrowed time. School starts next week and there will be no running.
She’ll be right there for the taking.
The perfect prey.
The ult
imate pawn in my games.
“We’re all set.” I throw my brothers a bottle of vodka each and a baggie of weed. “No more than that,” I say, staring at Cole. If he’s got tryouts for the Seahawks on Monday like James implied, then he needs to be sober and focused. “And no fucking pills. You hear me?”
“Yes, Dad,” Conner mutters with a two fingered salute.
I still at the mention of Dad, and something cold runs through my veins, reminding me of all the truths I need to uncover during my time here.
“The guys will be here within the hour.”
I take my own bottle and blunt to the front door. I drop my ass to the stone steps and light up. Fuck the pool house. This is going down in the main house tonight.
The first few shots of the vodka burn down my throat, but after the third… or fourth, I no longer feel it.
I flick the end of the blunt to the gravel of the driveway as lights make their way up to me. A smile twitches at my lips. I really fucking need this.
“Jag,” Dean calls the second he pulls up in front of the house. “This place fucking suits you, man.”
“You think?”
“Fuck yeah. The drug lord needs an appropriate mansion.” I laugh at his idiocy as other cars pile in behind him and people spill out onto the driveway, heading for the house. Bottles clatter as they carry them inside to get the party started. Someone I don’t recognize drags a set of speakers from his truck, and they disappear inside to set up.
Kelsey, my regular hook-up, saunters up to me dressed as she usually is: in very little. She steps into me, her sweet scent filling my nose, but, unlike previously, it does little for me.
“Hey, baby. I missed you,” she slurs. One of her hands slides up my chest and slips around the back of my neck while the other descends for my cock. My fingers wrap around her wrist before she gets to my waistband.
Taking her chin in my hand, I move her face so I can stare into her eyes. They’re dark and blown. “Fucking hell, Kels. You’re meant to be getting off that shit.”
