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“I did.” my father says with a smirk.
“Did they knowingly share you or were you being a womanizer?”
My father looks deep in thought. “A bit of both.”
My eyes roll and a smirk curl on my lips. “Seems like the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh?”
My father and I have always been close, and he’s always been my rock, helping me with Circe, and supporting me. I’m not even sure if he was pissed when I left. He said he understood as if he had before, too.
My dad cocks his brow, drawing my attention back to reality. I smile sweetly before going back to eating. Okay, I will admit I’m out of it more than usual, but Circe had control for too long.
The guys go on to talk as my dad asks more and more questions. Hazen sends me a concerning look the quieter and quieter I get.
He’s my only hellhound and it works so well between us. I made a good choice with him.
I pull out my phone under the table and text Hazen.
Me:Rub my hair like you did before, and I’ll have your cock so far down my throat you’ll feel my stomach.
It is a joke… okay, maybe not.
His face turns a bright red through his tan skin. Hazen’s tan is a bit lighter than mine with a slight yellow undertone. His hair is cut in a messy mohawk, showing an abundance of ear piercings and his stretched lobes. His nose is wide, and his eyes are a light blue and staring at me. He’s a beautiful, soft-looking man.
I smirk, licking the whiskey from my lips.
He sets down his phone, downward on the table.
No fun.
Me:What, don’t want to think about my lips around your cock again?
His eyes widen when his phone vibrates, but he doesn’t look.
Me:Or maybe we can put your cock inside of me? Let me ride you.
Nothing. He doesn’t budge.
Jigsaw looks between us, causing him to reach over with a gloved hand and snatch the phone.
“Wait.” Hazen tries to stop him quietly, so no one else notices.
Jigsaw’s eyes scan one line before his eyes snap to me.
I bite my lip, trying to not giggle uncontrollably.
Ledger sends me a look, brows furrowing.
Jigsaw hands back the phone before continuing to eat. I look at him. He’s so emotionless. I doubt he liked it or thought it was funny.
Meanwhile, Hazen’s face is beet red.
Tip toeing like a ninja, I slip into Hazen’s room, holding my robe closed. I hear the water turn off and footsteps from the bathroom. Quickly, I undo my robe, sitting on the bed, just as… Inarian walks out of the bathroom.
His dark eyes drop to my naked body and then back up. “Wrong room, diaboli,” he says with a chuckle.
My lips part as my eyes follow the single bead of water dropping down his body to the towel hanging on his waist. I knew Inarian was fit, but notthisfit. His stomach is lined with abs, and his hips have deep V.
“Don’t come in here stinking up my room.” He waves me away, letting his towel go. Sadly, it doesn’t drop.
