Page 22 of Endgame


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“The fuck did I do?” Darius sounds like a wounded bitch. Corv points between Darius and me, pinning us with a glare from his spot on the bean bag Dawson was just sitting on.

“You fuckers should have kept your cocks in your pants and out of my sister is what!” I bite down on my tongue, trying hard to keep from laughing. Darius on the other hand has no self-preservation and laughs. Corv jumps to his feet and launches himself on top of Darius on the couch and begins to punch him. Cody attempts to make her way over but I dart my arm out stopping her.

“They’re just fucking around,” I tell her. Darius can’t stop laughing as Corvin promises to break his dick. I shake my head smiling.

“Crue, my dicks jealous now, come play with it!” I slam my eyes closed and pray for patience at Saint’s outburst. Crue being the prick he is skips around the other couch and flops onto Saint’s lap.

“Baby, I can’t pull your cock out in front of everyone, Corvin and Darius will feel inferior when they see the size of yours.” Saint burst out laughing. Katie, Cody and Nathan all follow suit. Darius and Corvin both stop fighting and pin our two best friends with a look that promises pain.

“Your girl was screaming my name last night, you bitches!” Corvin growls. Darius fist bumps him smugly. Cody groans from beside me, Katie just shakes her head, while Nathan stands there with the biggest grin on his face—the fucker loves it when the guys play rough he reckons it gets him off.

“Well, Katie must have been screaming your name that loud you didn’t hear your sister screaming,his,” Saint volleys back and points at Darius, smirking. Corvin turns a shade of red and looks to D who is holding his hands up in surrender.

“He’s full of shit. I’ve never touched her, we just cuddle and hold hands—”

Darius is cut off. “Babe, you are so full of shit your eyes are brown,” Leah says as she comes into the room and stands beside me.

“I fucking hate you!” Corv pouts as he slumps back into the couch, crossing his arms over his chest like a toddler. Ignoring the guys I look down at Leah and quirk a brow.

“She’ll be down in a minute. Just give her time to adjust and explain shit to her, Becky,” she says low enough for only me to hear.

“I don’t owe her shit—” Before I can finish, the doorbell rings. Nathan rushes to answer the door as we all stand here and wait to see who it is. The moment the person comes into view, I frown. A dude with dirty-looking blond hair, muddy brown eyes, and a fuckingmustachestands there. The dude is dressed like a fucking pansy—white polo shirt, dark blue jeans and leather fucking shoes. I mean, fuck me, the dude even has his sunglasses tucked into the front of his shirt.

“Uh, can I help you?” Nate asks.

“I’m here for Val.” I instantly tense and step forward.

“Why the fuck are you looking for her?” I snarl. The dude cuts his gaze at me and a look flashes in his eyes that I’m unable to get a read on before he masks it.

“Because I asked him to come.” I spin around to Valance walking down the stairs with Dawson on her hip, his bag strapped to her back. She comes to a stop a couple of feet away from me. “We’re heading out for a bit—” Before she can finish speaking, I’m right in front of her crowding her space.

“The fuck you are!” I growl. I see out of the corner of my eye the cunt trying to take a step inside my house. Corvin, Darius, Saint and Crue all leap over the sofas and block the fucker from making it inside.

“You can’t stop me, Beckett, we’ll be back later.” It clicks into place then, the fucking pansy bitch is Jeff. She takes a step away from me, and I leap into action, grip her face and smash my lips to hers. She gasps in shock. I use that to my advantage and push my tongue inside her mouth, making sure she can feel with every stroke that I own her. I only break the kiss because Dawson giggles. I pull back an inch and hold her gaze as I speak low enough for only her to hear.

“He lays a single fucking finger on you ormyson, he won’t make it to sunrise.” She nods on autopilot and slowly backs away from me in a trance-like state. I turn and wink at Jeff. He shoots me a scathing look that has a smirk tugging at my lips. I move to stand between my boys and watch as he reaches out for Dawson, but my boy turns away from him and looks at me.

“I stay with Becky!” he shouts. Before either of them can comprehend what to do, I’m beside Valance in a second and plucking Dawson from her hold. She turns to me with her mouth open ready to have a go at me I’m sure, but I beat her to it.

“You and Jeffy-girl have fun,” I smugly say to her before looking back at the pansy fucker. “Myson will be staying here with me!” Jeff’s eyes widen at my declaration. I don’t stick around to hear her reply as I make my way to the game room to hang out with my kid for the day.

* * *

It’s after eight and I have bathed, fed and put Dawson to bed and yet Valance still isn’t back from her little fuckingplay datewith pansy boy. She’s text to check in on Dawson a few times. I sent pics each time, knowing that even though she is pissed at me this must have been fucking hard for her to leave him here alone with me. Okay, granted Leah, Cody and Katie tagged along with her so she had assurances that I wouldn’t take off with Dawson.

After another hour I snap. I pull out my phone and send her a message.

Twenty minutes Valance!

Her reply comes almost instantly.

Valance

For what?

For you to get that ass back here!

Valance

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