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Nodding, I grinned serendipitously. “I’ll take care of it.”

Devlyn sneezed into her tissue, her eyes narrowing at me. “I just want her looked after. That’s all, Scribe. Stay out of my sister’s pants.”

Clutching my chest, I gasped. “I would never take advantage of a damsel in distress.”

Several of my brothers snickered.

“Liar,” Devlyn quipped. “Just make sure the mayor and you keep your hands off my sister. That’s all I’m asking.”

King chuckled. “You heard the woman, Scribe. No funny business.”

Groaning, I muttered, “Fine. I’ll be the perfect gentlemen.”

With that, my brothers lost it, doubling over, laughing as they held their stomachs.

Even Gunner lost the plot and was gasping for air.

Fuckers.

I hope their dicks got infected with fleas!

“What’s your sister’s name?”

“Henley. Henley Never,” Devlyn said, smiling. “She will be back at work on Monday. Maybe you can swing by and see how she’s doing?”

Nodding, I replied, “Yeah. I’ll check in on her. No problem.”

“Thank you.” Devlyn sneezed again. “Now, I better leave before I get you all sick. Thank you for this, King. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Devlyn. You take care of yourself. If you need anything, just call,” King offered, escorting Devlyn to the door. The second she was gone, I rounded on Pyro, punching him in the arm.

“What the hell was that for?” he grumbled, rubbing his arm.

“For jinxing me!”

With a towel wrapped around my waist, I walked out of my bathroom, rubbing the wetness out of my hair. Sitting on my bed, I opened my laptop and logged on to the internet. Quickly typing EroticAudibleDesires.com into the search bar I waited patiently as the website loaded up.

I couldn’t wait to hear what Myst3ry_R3ad3r was going to read tonight. I liked books, but never could sit long enough to finish one. However, when audible books hit the market, I found myself immersed in a bevy of genres, from thrillers to crime dramas to kinky sex. There was an audible book for everyone. But I hit the jackpot when sites started popping up with beautiful women, reading out loud as pervy men like me watched, listened and dreamed of sinking our dicks into the luscious ladies.

Hey, I owned who I was.

A pervy, manwhore.

Nothing wrong with that.

Getting comfortable on my bed, I grabbed my laptop, stretched my arms out, flexing my fingers before signing into my account, chuckling at my handle... 2Hot4U.

It was perfect because let’s face it.

I was 2 Hot to 4 anyone!

Seeing that I had a few minutes before Myst3ry_R3ad3r went live, I leaned over and opened my nightstand, grabbing a bottle of K-Y Jelly and a clean hand towel.

Yes, I kept clean hand towels in my nightstand.

Where else would I put them?

Hearing the chime through the speakers, I smiled, rubbing my hands together as she appeared on my screen.

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