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He throws a punch aimed for my face, but I block him and manage to get him pinned face first against the wall. I press all of my weight into him as he fights wildly to get loose, but he is no match for me.
“She isn’t yours,” he snaps.
“Nor is she yours so pull yourself together. She can do whatever she likes.”
“She needs to know what your kind of love will do to her Chester. Could you handle sharing her? You know that's what our brothers were going to do, she isn’t interested in being monogamous.”
“That’s a big if, and if it comes down to that, then I would.”
“And what happens if Colt decides to get extra friendly with her and slaps her ass?”
A red haze takes over, and fire burns in my veins as I picture it in my mind, his filthy hands on her.
“I would tear his fingernails off with a pair of fucking pliers.”
“You will do no such thing,” Jolie snaps. I let go of Trace and turn to face her. “Colt is my friend and if you hurt him I won’t stop until you’re six feet under. Do you hear me?”
“That’s the problem, I don't care. I would die for you and you’re not understanding how far I would go when I’m triggered.”
“So you would hurt me?”
“Physically, no.”
“Well that won’t be a problem. I don’t plan to be with any of you anyway.” She says with a pep in her damn step like I don’t still have her damn pussy juices drying on my face. “I have a party to get ready for, and I'll need supplies.”
She turns back to look at me and winks. Trace just snorts. “Maybe I don’t have anything to worry about after all. She just played your ass.”
Creed walks into the hallway and looks between us and raises a brow. “In the fucking room now!” I boom at him. He nods with a knowing glint in his eye and walks past me with a wink. Trace just rolls his eyes. “I’ll get her supplies while you deal with that,” he says looking at my crotch.
I swear Jolie is going to be the death of me and I’m more than happy to be a willing participant.
7
Jolie
Trace followed me up to my room and is currently laying on my bed watching me get ready for the party at Colt’s. I stand in front of the mirror and give myself a once over. The faux leather pants I chose tie at the front, paired with a red midriff top and black boots. The smokey eyes and red lips I painted on my face, top off the outfit.
Trace sits up slightly using his elbows to hold himself up. “You look nice.”
“I look hot.” I correct, causing him to smile at me.
“Ever so modest.” he says with a chuckle.
Kai bursts through the door, dressed and ready to go. He looks good in his black pair of pants, a white button down shirt with the first few buttons undone that shows off his tattoos and a black jacket rolled up to his elbows. His dark hair is styled but still looks like he just rolled out of bed.
“Wow, you look smoking hot. Lucky it’s just us going to this party. Chester would burst a blood vessel. I heard the little argument and then the fucking. I’m all sorts of turned on and need to get so fucking high that I can forget about it.”
I laugh at his theatrics. “There was no fucking.”
“Oh not you,” he says with a wink. “Chester and Creed. I was tempted to join in.”
“Well, let's go then.” I mutter, a little disappointed that Creed didn’t invite me to watch.How warped is that?
We all head back downstairs and into the kitchen. Brennan is sitting at the table on his laptop, the clicking of the keys the only sound in the room. He looks up as we enter. “I spoke to Mum and Dad about you moving in here and they understand. Also Petra is coming here to work while they are away. She has been with the family for a while and since we'll be here Mum wanted her to still have work. Plus she’s worried that you won’t eat well in a house full of guys.”
“Tell her I said thank you.”
Creed and Chester both amble their way into the kitchen. Chester avoids making eye contact with me and Creed walks past, stopping to place a kiss on my cheek.
