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“I’m sorry?” I keep my confusion from my face as best as I can.
“Lincoln. I’m not an idiot, Octavia, and Blair filled me in on the little whore ring you had going on. But knowing you let Lincoln go so he could be truly happy… it surprises me. Especially with a cock like that. Can’t have been easy to give up.”
I swallow the writhing jealousy—because how the fuck does she know about his dick—and smile at her in the mirror as I reapply my lip gloss.
“I have Finley, that’s all I need.” I shrug, hoping my nonchalance is believable.
She puts her lipstick away, the same shade on her lips as her dress, and turns to face me. “Well, I mean, I can understand that. He definitely isn’t hard on the eyes. But that thing Lincoln does with his tongue… I’m not sure I could give that up.”
“I didn’t realize you two were so close.”
“We weren’t until you got back from your trip. I was as surprised as you are, but when he came to me, who am I to say no to the man I’m going to marry? I was a little resistant to the marriage at first, but after sampling his dick, and knowing his net worth… who am I to fight it when he seems to want it, want me, so much? I have to say, those dimples on his back are just adorable though. The freckles that almost make up the Big Dipper just above them, too. Who would’ve thought a man like Lincoln would have such adorable features underneath that steely exterior.”
My blood runs cold at her words.
How the fuck does she know any of that?
“Well, I don’t need to tell you, you know all of this. You ready to head back?”
I force a smile, hoping it reaches my eyes. “Sure, let’s go party shall we?”
“Let’s.”
* * *
I pull the pins from my hair, trying not to hulk out. How I managed to contain myself all evening and night with the two of them all night is beyond me. Iron strength of fucking will is all I can figure.
“Are you going to tell me what happened?” Indi asks as she appears from my bathroom in her pj’s. She flops onto the bed, staring at me as I try to calm myself.
“Georgia was just enjoying telling me intimate details of Lincoln’s body and expressing how much she enjoys his tongue and dick. That’s all.”
Her jaw drops, and she blinks at me, as if computing, then screeches, “I’m sorry, fucking what?”
“It has to be a lie, right?” I say as I step out of the sapphire gown, not caring about the garment as I try to contain the whirlwind inside of me. “He wouldn’t fuck her. And he wouldn’t hide it from me if he did.”
She sits, quietly raging on the bed, her fists clenched. “What did she say, exactly?”
Much as I really don’t want to revisit the conversation, I tell her everything and by the time I’m done, she’s practically vibrating. “I assume the dimples and dipper are real?”
I nod as I pull on my pj’s and put my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. “They are.”
“Could she have known the details from Blair?”
I shrug. “It’s possible, but Lincoln hasn’t fucked Blair. It doesn’t mean she didn’t find out from someone else, but Lincoln doesn’t exactly whore himself out.”
“Yeah, I’m not sure he’s even fucked anyone but you at ECP,” she says, twisting her lips. "That doesn’t mean he hasn’t though.”
I drop back onto the bed, throwing myself backward so I can stare at the ceiling.
“It’s not fair for me to be this jealous, right? I have all four of them. How can I justifiably stop him fucking someone else and not be a hypocrite?”
“Oh, hell no. One, they said they only wanted you, that they were happy to share, and you told them outright you wouldn’t share them. They agreed to that shit, so you can absolutely be angry and jealous. Two, we don’t know for certain he fucked her. You need to find that out before you do anything.”
“You’re right. I should just ask him.” I get up and grab my phone, dialing his number before putting it against my ear.
It goes straight to voicemail.
Awesome.
