Page 140 of Seeds of Malice

I can't fault Bobby for thinking that way. He's actually being smart. I'd usually applaud him.

A video on a senator's daughter? We've never done anything like that before.

She's not Ivy.

His plan is genius.

I ask, "What's she into?"

Bobby's excitement shows in his voice. "Everything. I mean,everything. Avery already sampled her. She claims she knows what she's doing too."

My gut dives. I hate fucking women after Avery's already fucked them. I shake my head, "No. It's a no-go for me."

"What? Are you crazy?" he questions.

"Yeah, I told you, I'm done fucking coeds that Avery already got her paws on."

"Who gives a shit? Get your head back on straight. If we get footage of Lilly, her dad will do anything, and I mean anything, to make sure it never comes to light. We'll call the shots for the rest of his career. This is power unlike anything we've ever had."

She's not Ivy.

What the fuck am I saying? Bobby's right.

I don't want to fuck anyone else.

Jesus, what's happening to me?

Bobby steps closer and stares at me, his eyes turning to slits. He lowers his voice and points to the TV, accusing, "This is about that hillbilly from West Virginia with way too much weight on her, isn't it?"

"You're fucking crazy. Ivy's curves are amazing. She doesn't have too much weight on her. And all these girls around here with their skin and bones and fake everything, just suck. Jesus, aren't you over it by now, Bobby?"

He shakes his head. "No fucking way. These girls around here are fucking hot. And wait until you see Lilly. She's got it going on, for real."

"She's been with Avery."

"So what? Get over it. Avery said she licked her pussy until she came like a freight train. A girl like that, with her powerful father...fuck. We'll have more fun than we've had in a while. Andthen we're going to have real power. Not the pretend power we have now."

"What are you talking about? We own most of the coeds in this town," I declare.

He scowls.

I add, "Except for the ones we've run out of town."

His voice grows louder. "Dax, we're talking about the United States of America Senate. We can influence laws, rules, and agendas. Why are you not jumping on this?"

I stay quiet.

Anger fills his face. "Get that fucking girl out of your head. She's not the long-term type. She's just for fun. There's nothing she can offer us. Break her and be done with her."

Normally, I'd agree, but letting Ivy go, isn't something I'm willing to do.

Not yet.

"She's a nothing," Bobby seethes.

"She's not a nothing."

"What are you saying?" he explodes, fuming.

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