Page 39 of Baby Duke

"Where the fuck were you?" Law asks, sliding a tray of nachos across to me. He runs his eyes over me with amusement. "You know, from the way Roe looked coming through those doors a few minutes ago, I'd have thought you would have been a lot more relaxed right now."

"She did look especially smug," Brett adds, a rare smirk gracing his lips as he eyes where I have tucked my hard cock into the waist of my pants. Guess I didn’t hide it as well as I had thought.

I sigh, deciding to just tell the fuckers what had happened. Can't say I've ever seen Brett laugh so hard in his entire life.

"Bro, she played you so good!" Law hoots.

I grunt and start shoveling the spicy Mexican goodness into my mouth, ignoring the guys as they joke about my loss.

At that moment, a hearty mixture of full-bellied laughter sounds from the direction I knew Roe would be. Looking up, I confirm it is indeed her little group in hysterics.

Felix and Trent, the fucker, are doubled over, hands on their stomachs as they laughed in earnest. Easterly has herhands cupped over herface, cheeks red, and eyes alight with mirth.

And Roe.

She was holding court, a brilliant, smug smile on her face as she combed her fingers through her now loose locks. She glances over at me as if she knew I was watching and winks. I scowl, and she turns her back on me.

"West, babe, you seem tense," Sherry, Holly, and her crew filter in around our table. Sherry instantly begins running her hands over my shoulders and chest. "Let me help you," she whispered in my ear in what was supposed to be a seductive move when really, it just irritated the shit out of me.

Another bout of laughter split the air, and suddenly, inspiration hits me.

"Actually, Sherry," I say, turning in my seat and reluctantly placing a hand on her waist. "I have a job for you and the girls."

They all turn to me eagerly, probably assuming I was up for an orgy in the locker room. I beckon for Sherry to come closer, and she does so with smug victory.

I move her hair from her ear and lean in close, whispering just for her to hear. Once I have finished, I push her away.She looks at me with doubt in her eyesfor just a moment before smiling and flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Come on, girls!" she says.

They flutter off to a spare table where they gossip amongst themselves for a moment, going through their bags for what they will need for my task.

I glance back at Roe. She seems to be daydreaming, staring off obliviously into the distance while East and Felix gossip, and Trent stares at East like a lost puppy. Fucker needs to stop pining over something he can never have.

Sherry, Holly, and the girls approach the table casually, and I lean forward in anticipation.

"The fuck did you tell her to do, man?" Law asks with a frown.

I don’t bother answering. The girls reach the table and are on Roe in seconds. Some pull her hair taut while others hack at it with their scissors.

Roe shrieks and fights them off, Trent, Felix, and East joining the fray. It’s too late, though. The damage is done. Her gorgeous hair is no more. Sherry didn't hold back, that's for sure. I spy one chunk cut about an inch from Roes' scalp.

Smiling, Sherry skips over to me, straddles my lap, and hands me the lock of hair she has managed to hold onto for me. I take it, smirking at Roe. She is standing, glaring at me. Tears run down her infuriatingly beautiful face. Her cheeks are splotchy and red, but she is still the most stunning thing I have ever seen. East is at her side, clutching onto her hand. She is looking at me like I am a monster. Like she doesn’t know who I am anymore. That look from my own sister is enough to rip my heart from my chest.

I keep my smirk in place, though, because this is my win. I am a fucking Duke. No one disrespects me the way Roe does.

I lift the lock of hair to my nose and inhale deeply, the intoxicating scent of Roe and her coconut and strawberry-scented shampoo intoxicating my senses.

Sherry is giggling in my lap, looking over her shoulder at Roe triumphantly.

Roe storms off, East and the guys at her heels. Not one of them looks back.

"Too far, man," Brett is at my side, frowning. "You took that too fucking far."

He turned and left. A quick glance at Law shows him shaking his head at me and following Brett.

Sherry shifts in my lap. "That was sofun, baby," she says, looping her arms around my shoulders.

I lean into her, and Sherry reacts instantly, closing her eyes and puckering her lips.

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