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My go-to fuck buddy, Sugar and I had a so-called arrangement. I was on speed dial when her ex-husband started making trouble and in return, she gave me all the sweetness I could handle.
And boy howdy, was Sugar really sweet!
Of course, the more I thought about it, I had several such arrangements like Sugar’s in town, to serve my every delight. Which is why I needed to make my sisters understand I didn’t want or have a need of a wife. I was happy with my current situation.
The lovely women of Rosewood peppered me with goodness and I serviced them with my dick.
Who could ask for more?
Pulling into the compound, I parked my truck next to the clubhouse and sighed, seeing all the vehicles parked.
God, I couldn’t wait for spring to get here.
I missed my bike.
Rosewood, Virginia was stunning in the fall, but during the winter, this place became a winter wonderland. All the famous power makers, even the lonely plebs like me, visited my little town for rest and relaxation. A getaway from the humdrum of everyday life. It was great for the town, not so much for me.
While I loved the snow, I hated the cold.
Born and raised in south Texas, I was more comfortable in my flip-flops and board shorts than the boots and jeans I was currently wearing. Not to mention the heavy lamb-lined winter coat I had on.
Leg shackles.
That’s what jeans were and I hated them.
But unless I wanted to freeze my balls off, I tried not to complain too much.
Getting out of my truck, I wrapped my coat tighter around me as a frigid north wind blew around me.
Fuck me, it was going to be a bitter winter this year. Already the weather folks were calling for feet, not inches, of snow. I just knew we were gonna get snowed in this year.
Hurrying into the clubhouse, I had just stepped in when I heard, “Shut the fucking door!”
Groaning, I slammed the front door shut and flipped King the one finger bird.
“Fuck me,” I shivered, hanging my coat up. “It’s colder than a witch’s titty in a brass bra out there.”
“Says the man who went skinny-dipping in the hot spring,” Bailey said, rolling her eyes as she walked past. “If it’s so damn cold out there, then why did you go to the hot spring?”
“Because I needed to relax, woman,” I grumbled, walking over to the bar. “Thanks to fucking Gunner, I’m still cleaning that damn cabin, and now that Pyro is looking after Skylar and Frank is still mending, I’m pulling triple duty around here. I needed a fucking break.”
“You could have done that here,” my best friend challenged me.
“Not with those witches over there, plotting and planning my life away. If they had their way, I’d be married with a slew of kids underfoot already,” I said, pointing at my sisters, who were all gathered around a table, cackling like the witches they were.
“And what’s so wrong with that?” Freyja asked, looking up from the cards she was holding as my other two sisters turned to look at me.
“He’s scared,” Athena said before blowing me an air kiss.
“No, he just doesn’t want to give up his sinful pleasures.” Phoebe smirked, winking at me.
“Aren’t mom and dad expecting you three to fly in on your brooms? Tomorrow is a full moon. Hop on and fly away!”
Bailey chuckled while taking a seat next to me.
“Leave them alone, Scribe. They aren’t bothering anyone.”
“They are bothering me,” I muttered, as Enigma placed a cold beer in front of me.
