Page 23 of The Deal


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"Just sign the papers, Pete. Sign the fucking papers!" she shrieked. "I've emailed you, I've called, I've visited your office five times now. You're never available!”

"Penny, listen-"

"No, Pete, I'm done with listening to your excuses, this is happening, we are getting divorced. Just sign the papers." She crushed a brown letter sized envelope against his chest. He had no choice but to catch it.

“Well, not your day, huh?" Colt smirked.

"Just got your ass handed to you,” Ash interjected.

"Look, fuck off, this is a personal, family matter-"

Penny didn’t care that a bunch of bikers were there, looking on amused. "Family… ha! Don’t make me laugh, Pete, I'm literally at my wit's end with this..."

"Penny, I've told you, I'm doing all this for you-"

"Working all the time, out all the time?"

"Christ's sake, I bought you the penthouse apartment in Town Square-" They all raised their eyebrows at this, that was the most exclusive address in town.

"Yeah, all the floor to ceiling glass leaves it impossible to heat! I'm sitting there every night freezing my ass off, lonely-"

"It's about having kids, isn't it? I told you, when we have more disposable income-"

"No, it's always when we have more money... first it was when you got the pharmacy... then that happened but then it was when you'd bought the Florida duplex... then when you started the franchise-"

“Well some of us have actual work to do Penny, we can't all fuck around with crystal healing shit-"

"It’s Reiki-"

"Some of us have to earn a living."

"But I'm not living, Pete, that's exactly it! When were we last intimate, Pete? When did we last enjoy each other's company? This isn't the life I'd pictured living, Pete," she finished quietly.

“Oh, sex, that’s what it always comes down to, doesn’t it? You need to get help, Penny, you’re a fucking addict I swear, always bleating on about how we never have enough sex-”

Everyone looked from Penny to Peter Rafferty.

“But we don’t-” Penny wailed.

“I’ve seen you, with your dildos, did you ever stop to think? No, you were too much of a whore. I have security cameras in the house, you know that, and I watch the feed. I’ve seen you, those giant pink things, bouncing on it on your knees, shoving it in your cunt, up your ass-”

“Fuuuuuuck,” Lyle drew out a low and slow curse and bit his bottom lip.

Penny had dropped her head. She felt so utterly betrayed.

“And shoving another in your throat at the same time, it's fucking plastic Penny, what the hell do you think-”

“What woman wouldn’t fantasize about more than one dick if the one she’s getting isn’t good enough?” Sophie had piped up.

All the men stared at her.

“Come on, you should be treating her like your queen, you should be her number one fan, she is your altar, your addiction, you should worship her. You should want her with every fiber of your being, and she would reward you for that with her heat and her wetness, her hopes and her dreams…” Sophie said, giving Penny a small nod of solidarity.

“Damn, fuck,” Lyle muttered.

Ash put his hand under Penny’s chin, bringing her face up. He looked into her face, square on.

“Never let anyone tell you who or what you can fuck. You fuck what you like, sweetheart, you want more than one dick, that’s fine, don’t be ashamed of that, and never apologize for it.” Penny blinked up at him. The intensity of his gaze was almost physical, like a string being tied between them.

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