Page 157 of Fallen Princess: Shadow Stalker

“I need time with my girlfriend. I love you guys, but since Callum checked out of the hospital, I’m fucking one of you, sometimes two of you, but the reality is, I haven’t had one night where I slept alone in my bed. And I’m not complaining, I love sharing my bed with you men, but a girl sometimes needs her girl time with her female companions to find equilibrium so she can go home and appreciate the value and fun of her men. I need the pink, the fluff, the bubblegum, the frills, the glittery, the overall feminity in my life, and that’s something I really don’t want you to provide me 'cause it’ll be weird.”

The room remains silent.

I think the men are seriously contemplating this.

And maybe I’ve just thrown them down the guilt pit.

Haze turns to Rick.

“If there’s anything strange or unusual, get both women back in the vehicle.”

“Of course, Sir.”

I grab my hobo and kiss Haze on the cheek. “Stop telling Rick how to do his job. He’s doing pretty good.”

Haze grumbles something as a reply. I move on to the other three men to hug and kiss them and tell them I’ll see them soon enough. Callum quickly pulls me aside away from everyone.

“Here,” he pulls out my top and shoves something solid down my bra. “It’s a flip knife. You never know, siren.”

Before I can object, I look up into his eyes and notice his worry.

“Fine, I’ll keep your damn knife in my bra!”

I adjust it a little, and he smiles wide.

“What?”

“Right now, I’d like to be that knife.”

I push him away. “Freak.”

And he’s chuckling away, finding it hilarious.

“You seriously want my keys?”

My attention is drawn to Haze holding out his hand to Brittney.

“Rick will drive you both to wherever you want to go in our SUV, as it has a tracker attached to it.”

She blows out a frustrated sigh and hands him her keys.

Rick walks ahead to where our SUV is parked out front, scanning the entire street as we follow him.

“Wow, that’s a tough crowd. Is it like that every day with them?”

“Mhmm,” I say, agreeing with her. “But we’ve had some scary shit happen, like Storm’s abduction, my trailer getting bombed, Callum’s smokes laced with molly…..” my voice trails off.

I get inside the back of the SUV, Brittney follows, and Rick shuts the door and gets into the driver’s seat, as Brittney gives him the name of the restaurant.

“Shit, Eden. As much as I envy you snatching Rolling Stones’ four of their top ten hottest rock stars, I wouldn’t want to be you with all thatHawaii Five-0drama.”

“Envy, eh? So, does my bestie finally approve of my boyfriends?”

“You have my support as your friend. But I don’t have to like them.”

“You don’t like them, but you think they’re hot.”

“Never said I thought they were hot. Rolling Stones did. I hate what they did to you ten years ago, so it’s tough to trust them again without thinking they might fuck up again.”

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