Page 42 of The Deal


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“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” Ash exclaimed.

“No, I-”

Ash slammed his palm against the mirrored wall of the elevator behind Penny’s head. Penny flinched.

Fuck. Ash shouldn’t have done that. Fuck. But really, Lyle was in so much shit.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened.

A trail of clothes led from the lift into the main living area. Two pairs of boots, four socks, neither matching.

Ash turned and looked at Penny. Penny nodded once, back to Ash.

Penny kicked her loafers off, one at a time. Ash unzipped his leather jacket.

They followed the trail of clothes. T-shirts now. Flung about in the bare plasterboard entry.

Penny paused to hop out of her smart black trousers. Ash rounded the corner first.

Nix and Lyle were stripped down to their jeans. Were they hugging or fighting? They were both panting and covered in a dew of sweat. They’d been wrestling. Fuck.

“It’s nice up here,” Penny said distracted by their surroundings, peering around the light, airy main living room. “It would make such a beautiful family home…”

“Yeah, I’ve been fucking working hard up here, not that anyone notices…” Lyle huffed. “You’re used to penthouses, huh, Penny?”

Penny scoffed. “I hated the old one I was living in. It was cold and lonely, this wouldn’t be… lonely.”

“Not with all of us hanging around, you’d never get a moment’s peace, Penny,” Nix panted. “We’d be fucking you all day long.”

“Lyle, we’re not fighting you to punish you, we won’t let you leave the MC… not after… what happened the other night between us all-” Ash hurriedly said, but as he stepped forward, his foot hit something that clinked on the floor. A bottle. An empty bottle of white rum.

Ash pursed his lips. “You drunk?” he asked flatly.

Lyle turned to Ash, wild-eyed, but silent.

Ash surged forward, grabbing Lyle’s jaw in his hand, forcing him to make eye contact. “I said, are you-”

“I fucking heard,” Lyle spat out. “And not yet, but we got about ten minutes before it hits my bloodstream and-”

“He swiped it from the bar as we came back through-” Nix said wincing. “Downed it before I could stop him-”

Ash released Lyle’s jaw and flicked the bottle away with his foot.

“Fucking dummy,” Ash muttered.

Lyle licked his lips. “I don’t fucking care-”

“Oh you must be fucking drunk,” Nix countered, “I’m sure you care very much.”

“Changes jack shit, Lyle.” Ash shook his head.

“Pah,” Lyle laughed emptily. “This is where you tell me to fuck off-”

“Nope,” Ash popped the P, reaching for Penny’s hand, bringing her closer. “This is where we have hot, quick sex before you’re too drunk and then I fuck off to start working out who I gotta talk to and arm twist to get them to vote for you to stay.”

Lyle blinked at Ash.

“Yeah, not fucking giving up on you, Papa Bear.”

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