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West’s eyes narrow. “Now, why do you want me drunk, Zeke?” His deep voice is an octave lower than usual.
My cock twitches at the memory of the last time we both got drunk together. We were in his office with a bottle of fifty-year-old Macallan, celebrating a deal. And fuck, did we celebrate. “So I have someone to talk to while Fitch is knee-deep in pussy.”
Smirking, Xander jerks his chin at me. “Balls-deep.”
The car rolls to a stop and Xander jumps out, smoothing his hands down his dress shirt and over those hard-as-fuck abs of his. The women standing in line actually fucking scream when they see him, like he’s some kind of celebrity. Which I guess he is around here. He’s the face of our business for a reason. Charming as hell with a sunny disposition that could make Darth Vader crack a smile. It doesn’t hurt that he looks like the love child of Chris Hemsworth and Scarlett Johansson either.
I step out behind him and fasten my jacket, followed closely by West.
“Sirs.” One of the bouncers nods a greeting before moving the thick velvet rope and gesturing for us to enter the club. “Your usual table is ready.”
* * *
Hundreds of women,most of them hot and barely clothed, are packed in the club. Ours for the taking. None of us have ever had a problem getting laid, it’s finding a woman who will stick around that we have an issue with. Not a single one of them grabs my attention tonight. I’m not like Xander and West, who could probably fuck any woman anywhere if the circumstances were right. I need some kind of connection first, and that’s why I rarely screw around with anyone.
“You see anyone interesting?” Xander asks as he takes a seat beside me, discreetly nudging my thigh under the table. I resist the base urge to force him to his knees and make him suck my cock at this booth.
I shake my head. “You?”
“At least a dozen,” he says, and I can’t help but laugh. “Looks like West has his eye on someone.” He nods to the dance floor, and I scan the sea of faces until I see him talking to a guy. Rage bubbles in my chest, and I’m surprised I don’t shatter the glass I’m holding with my bare hand.
Xander laughs and strokes my thigh beneath the table. “Not him, big guy. You know he’d never fuck around with other guys. He was just talking to the girl behind him a second ago.”
I grunt before downing my Scotch in one gulp.
He cocks his head, watching me with curiosity. “It’s so fucking funny how you two get this jealous about other guys.”
“It’s funny how you don’t,” I snap.
“Nothing to be jealous about. Girls or guys, all the same to me. Just because you fuck other people doesn’t diminish what we have.”
I slam my glass onto the table. “So you wouldn’t care if I fucked some random guy tonight?”
He presses his lips together, and after a few seconds he finally shakes his head.
“Well, that’s easy to say when you know I’d never do that.” I’m not intomen.I’m into West and Xander.
He leans closer until his lips are pressed against my ear and his hot breath dusts over my neck. “And you know I’d never do that either, don’t you?”
I groan. I’m a man on the fucking edge, and right now he’s the only one who can offer me any kind of relief.
“Not tonight, big guy,” he says with a soft laugh that rolls through me. “I need to fuck someone, and as you wouldneverlet that happen, I guess I should go find me some sweet, sweet pussy instead.”
I sigh. “Then go.”
Wrinkling his nose, he sits back and takes a sip of his Scotch. “I’m still deciding. You could at least help me, even if you’re not indulging yourself.”
I shake my head and refill my glass before scanning the crowd again. West is talking to one of our bouncers now, and they appear deep in conversation. He needs to switch the fuck off from work and get himself some sweet pussy too. Maybe that’s what we all need. My eyes drift to the bar and linger on a perfect ass showcased by a skin-tight red dress. Her long dark hair falls in soft curls all the way down her back, stopping directly above the aforementioned fine ass. Red Dress turns her head toward the woman standing next to her and laughs. A wide smile spreads across my face. Well, she certainly looks different without her bike helmet and her giant padded coat, although I can’t say which look I preferred. Cute as fuck, either way.
Xander nudges me. “You see someone you like?”
“Maybe.”
With another laugh, he crosses his legs and rests his ankle on his thigh. “Well, point her out then.”
“What if it’s a guy?” I can’t help teasing him, but he just stares at me, refusing to take the bait.
I look back at where she’s still laughing with her friend. “At the bar. Red dress. Ass you could sink your teeth into.”
