Page 111 of Rule the Roost


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I walked down the curved metal stairs and kept myself from looking around for Jeffery. I knew he was there, and didn't have to be told. I felt it like a wave of black, but that was my lingering resentment. When I truly thought about it, I was so much happier, I didn’t mind his happiness.

But to be fair, there would always be a part of me that wished terrible things on him. That nasty little devil inside me, with siblings in all humans, where our darkest wishes lived.

Heading right to the table, I set my hand on Rick’s shoulder, then sat in the chair beside him. “Hi.”

“Robe. Dammit. I wanted a sneak preview.”

“You got one last night, and the night before, and the night before that…”

“No, now, that was you naked. Which I love, yes. This is with panties like the waiters and go-go boys.”

I glanced over to see one of the waiters balancing a tray filled with glasses of different juices, and on his ass were a pair of the soft yellow panties lined with lace. “Right, yeah, I got the briefs, not the panties.”

“What’s the difference?”

I laughed a little as I thought about it. “Not much. The shape is…well, no. Okay, so there’s no difference except on the tag. They say briefs.”

Rick laughed with me then kissed me sweetly again, pulling me close. “Your ex is a few tables back.”

“You recognize him? I didn’t think you got that good a look at him that night.”

“I looked him up on Google and found his Instagram. No pictures of you there. The new guy must be jealous.”

I hadn’t so much as thought of my Instagram since leaving Jeffery. “Yeah, uh…I haven’t updated mine at all.”

“I noticed,” he said, trying to be gruff, except for the sneaky smile that spread.

“I’ll do it tomorrow.”

“Good boy.”

We got our cranberry and orange juices and sat back to wait for Damon to start the night. He’d become the MC and loved it, but that night, when he took the stage, he looked a little pale. “Okay, you all, we’re back for another debauched weekend!”

The crowd cheered and Damon calmed some. I’d never seen Damon nervous. “Is he okay?” Rick asked.

“He’s doing the sex show with Sebastian and Clover. Burke and Joel said he was nervous.”

“Doesn’t he do this stuff a lot?”

“Yeah, but with two porn stars on a stage in front of all these people? I think he’s intimidated.”

Rick chuckled and admitted, “I’d shit myself.”

“You’d slay, baby.”

Rick blushed, and he didn’t do that often anymore, so when he did, I enjoyed it. “Stop it.”

“You are great in bed, Rick. One day, you might want to get up there and show off for the crowd.”

I was kissed for that and then I heard my name as Damon announced me. “This man wowed us this summer, then he got his very own pookie and left us for love. Well, he’s back for an encore and I, for one, couldn’t be happier! Kanan, get your sweet ass up here!”

“Sweet ass,” Rick growled. “I may be changing my mind.”

“Too late now,” I said, then kissed him again. “Pookie.”

“Lord.”

I took off my robe and the crowd started to cheer and catcall, even before I hit the steps up to the stage. Damon kissed my cheek and nodded to Rick before he went down the stairs and the lights shined on me.

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