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Give them hell, kids
It’s something their father used to say whenever he left the house for a longer run and Marie, Tiny’s Old Lady, would stay at the house. Because of the ten-year age difference between Amara and her brothers, and also six years between Demi and her, Marie mostly stayed at the house for Amara. Poor Marie did indeed get some hellish days with the four unruly Doukas siblings.
It had been ages since her sister had said those words to her. Maybe working at the Pink Flower would help bring Demi closer to the club again—and therefor closer to her family. Amara zipped her bag with a proud smile on her face since her brothers really got the hang of leading this club.
The slamming of the door made her jump on her spot.
“What’s so funny?” Wolf asked.
She didn’t dare to look at him over her shoulder. She sensed by the crackle in the air that he’d already closed the distance between them.
“I’ll tell you something funny,” he finally said. She pulled her shoulder when his hot breath tickled her earlobe.
“What?”
“Your brothers orderedmeto offer you a spot in my bed.”
She whirled on her feet, her nose almost touching his chest. Wolf lifted her chin with his knuckles, capturing her eyes with his serious gaze.
“W-with you?”
“Word travels fast around here, Princess. You should know this by now.”
She furrowed her brows. “What’s the word, then?”
“That you’re looking for a spot to rest your pretty head. And before your brothers and I have to kill every fucker in this club who thinks that’s an invitation to get between your legs, they decided you should stay with me.”
She swallowed her dry throat. This couldn’t be happening. Why would they put her up in a room with Wolf? Sure, they used to be friends. But Zeus knew very well of her crush.
“Why you?”
Wolf brushing his thumb over her cheek should feel familiar since he’d done it a million times before. Why is it that it felt so different now? So much more intense? Intimate, even.
“Because they know I’ll never touch their sister.”
“What is it that you’re doing right now, then?” her words came out in a breathy whisper.
His thumb froze against her skin. “Torturing myself.”
“Not just yourself…”
Wolf closed his eyes while he took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring.
“Your natural scent is drivin’ me up the wall. I’ll never wash my sheets after you’ve slept in my bed.”
That reminded her. She pushed his chest, taking him by surprise since he stepped backwards.
“You’d better change those damn sheets before I sleep in your bed. I’ve seen the skanks you hang around with.”
Wolf crossed his arms. “Skanks? That’s not very nice of you.”
“Maybe I’m not a nice person.”
Wolf chuckled. “You may act tough, but I know you’re a marshmallow, babe.”
She rolled her eyes at him before she grabbed her bag from Turtle’s bed.
“You know me so well, don’t you?” she sneered.
