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“Yes, Fynn...sorry. I don’t know what is going on...”
“I’ll fill you in later,” Fynn tells his Frat brother, then turns back to me, “I came to find you because there is news on Felicia. Get your ass upstairs, so we can discuss it.” He slaps my ass and growls playfully, making me chuckle as I hurry from the room.
“How exactly do we knowthis?” I ask when Oakley informs me that Felicia has been staying in a small house on the outskirts of town.
“Well, it seems your little boyfriend, Date Rate Rob, has come through for us. It was purely coincidence, but he saw the Saint’s President coming out of a liquor store,” Oakley explains, “He knew that we were looking for her, and so he followed her back to a house.”
“Okay, so do we know why she’s there?” I ask, getting a bit impatient.
“Not yet,” Jett states and hands me his phone, “But Rob did send us a couple of videos.”
I watch the screen and see a guy walk up to the front door of a house. You can’t see his face until he knocks and turns his head while watching his surroundings. When I see his profile view, I recognize him, but what’s even more disturbing is that Felicia opens the door and pulls him in by his shirt. He grabs her waist and lifts her up, kissing her before shutting the door.
“I don’t get it,” my brow crinkles, “Felicia is taking a break from school to play house with Chris?”
“We don’t know this yet, but watch the next video,” Jett says, and my eyes go back.
Clicking on the next video, I watch as Chris exits the house with messy hair, but once again, that’s not the part that really gets my attention. The person who walks up to the door after he watches Chris leave is. He glares after the big football player as he pounds on the door.
Felicia opens the door with a smile, but then it falters when she sees it isn’t Chris.
Stepping aside to let the newcomer in, it’s apparent that they are yelling at her. She flinches a few times before closing the door.
“What the fuck?” I say as I hand the phone back to Jett.
“Those were our thoughts, too,” Oakley states.
I look around at all three of the Lords, “I think it’s time to pay Felicia a little visit,” they all nod in agreement. “We need to find out what is going on with Felicia and Chris, and by how pissed off he looked, what in the world does Kaden have to do with it?”
Oakley
“Idid some more diggingand found that Kevin Douglas has three children. His oldest is a student here.” I stare at Kitty Cat, watching the wheels turn in her head until it finally hits her.
“Chris...” she breathes.
“Yeah, we never knew his last name until we looked it up,” Jett states.
“So, we have four students, aside from us,” Kitty Cat starts to pace, “Who are all the offspring of the Alumni from that year of the assault.”
She looks so cute as she thinks and bites her thumbnail, “Stop that, Kitty Cat,” I pull her hand away from her mouth, “And yes, you are correct, and now, we must figure out which ones are the stalkers. It's got to be one or two of them.”
“I don't understand why the attacker's offspring would come after us when their parents were also a part of the attack.” She stops pacing, “It doesn't make sense. Dani is the only one who makes sense, and I'm beginning to believe she's telling us the truth.”
Fynn scoffs, “Why is that Saint? Because you were able to get her off, and she wants more now?”
I furrow my brows, “What are you talking about?”
My friend stares at our girl, “I walked into the kitchen, and our Little Saint here was getting up close and personal with Dani. She claims she was trying to teach her a lesson, but I think our girl loved the girl-on-girl action from last night.”
“That's not true, Fynn!” Kitty Cat stands with her arms to her sides, and her hands balled into fists, “I told you the truth. Had you not butted in, you would have seen that what I say is true!”
“Okay, calm down,” I walk over to Kitty Cat and run my fingers through her hair until I can get a nice grip, and I tug her hair back, “Don't do that again, Kitty Cat. Not without us knowing about it first. Otherwise, we may get the wrong idea and have to punish you for it.”
I can see it in her eyes as they darken at my words, “Ah, there she is. Our little slut wants to come out and play, doesn't she?” Pressing down on her shoulder, I push her to her knees, “How about you make yourself useful while we talk shop.”
Kitty Cat's hands are quick to open my jeans and pull my cock out. She strokes it a few times, forcing the bead of precum to form so she can rub it over her lips before devouring me whole. I groan and keep a hold of her hair, letting her control the movements and yet stopping her from coming off my cock until I say.
Jett and Fynn move closer, forming a circle around our girl, and patiently wait for their turn in her mouth, “Okay, so how are we going to play this?” Jett asks, his eyes focused on Kitty Cat.
