Page 145 of Falling in Reverse

“Not particularly today, Wallace,” I respond, pivoting and finding him standing there all muscle, tattoos, and wrath. Next to him are his two butt buddies, Juice Box and Hot Shit, two fucking assholes that always accompany his ass all the time. “Maybe another time.”

Levi isn’t amused by my softening of the hostile situation and narrowed his murky expression at me. “Why would my girl want anything to do with your whore ass? Let alone you being from the wrong side of the coin.”

Huh.

I know what she said the other day when we were trading off Levi and Torin—the dumbass—however, I didn’t buy it.

Still kinda don’t.

I shrug. “I dunno…maybe she’s tired of fuckin’ your ass because she can’t find your dick past all the muscles.”

“And yours hasn’t fallen off yet?”

“Not yet,” I sigh dramatically. “But with the way it’s always being used, it just may.”

A hand swats along the back of my head—hard—and I glance over to find Bay glaring at me. “Are you stupid?”

Sometimes.

I know it’s stupid to want to shove my dick inside someone who’s been claimed by the kingpin of South Shore.

I’m also aware that I don’t care.

Levi Wallace ain’t doing his job if Torin is already giving it to her and, well, he might not have a pecker by the end of the night with his hypocritical ass.

“We didn’t come here for a pissing match,” Cairo conveys with his annoyingly calm voice.

Dude is too calm.

The kind of peaceful that, when it cracks, mayhem falls right after it because there is no happy medium in between.

And I’ve seen Cairo lose his shit before.

“Shouldn’t be here at all,” Levi replies disgruntledly, and I wonder if he and his fuck buddies sharpen knives and axes and shit around a campfire. If they paint their faces like Kiss before they go runnin’ around town. “Don’t you have a match you have to come out victorious on the other side, Black? Matteo De Leon wins that Titan seat, and I’m going to kill you myself.”

“Don’t worry your little head about it,” Torin rebukes. “You have enough problems to deal with at home.”

Levi raises a brow. “Such as?”

“Well, for starters, your girl”—The next thing from his mouth is his grunt and Bay’s elbow retracting back.

I smirk.

Yep, gonna marry this chick. Our children will be bomb ass.

“We’re up,” Levi tells Bay then jerks his head. “Let’s go.”

“A little bossy, aren’t we, Wallace?” I drone. “I’m surprised she hasn’t chopped your balls off with the way you’re ordering her around.”

Levi’s rigid scrutiny falls on me. “Don’t you have a father to find?” His mouth boosts into a shitty smirk. “You have more pressing matters to handle but, then again, he probably left your ass because you were a pain in his. Did he also know you liked it in the ass, too?”

I’m moving forward, my body numb and stiff as I’m bee-lining toward a wall of stout brawn and brains because Levi is no fucking idiot.

But he is for opening his big-ass mouth about my dad.

My shirt is yanked from behind, snapping me into a scenario of three against three but Cairo won’t be able to stop us all. I won’t be able to stop when my fist slams into Levi’s jaw in hopes that I shatter it.

“That’ll do, Reevie,” Bay coos at my side in a hushed tone. “That’ll do. No need to break your pretty face.”

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