Page 25 of The Assignment: Room 3

“Yep. She’s a bitch. I barred her so that no Dom in this place will have to suffer her.”

“Want to come grab a drink with the guys?”

“Has your ball and chain given you the night off? Wonders will never cease.”

“Fuck off.”

“Am I wrong?”

“Yeah. There is no ball, but chains are definitely involved.”

“Where is she at tonight?”

“She and Jenna are having girls’ night.”

“Are they having a naked pillow fight? I could get on board with that.”

“I will fucking end you if you say anything remotely close to that ever again.”

I chuckle. He just makes it so damn easy. It’s like shooting fish in a barrel.

“You’re going to have an embolism before you’re forty. I won’t look at Nad. Jenna, though… I’ve already had that wet dream.”

“Are you ever going to grow up?”

“Not if I can help it.” That gets a smile as we head for the bar. All the usual suspects are in tonight. Pierce and Ryder are having what looks like an intense conversation while Ford and Matteo are arguing over sports. I don’t remember the last time we were all here at the same time.

Eli is already working on drinks before I can even give him a nod. He’s such a great addition to this place.

“Evening, gentlemen.”

“Dropped another one?” Ryder laughs at my expense. “What are you doing to these poor women?”

“Ruining them for any other dick,” I say with a wicked grin.

“Some women do enjoy a micro penis,” Pierce interjects.

“I told Freya she shouldn’t be sharing your girth with anyone.” Everyone erupts as his face sobers. Another brother falling prey to monogamy.

“I want to bitch-slap you so hard right now.”

I take a seat next to Ford. “Long time, no see. How the hell are you?”

“Busy. I actually work for a living. How you manage to pass off watching and orchestrating orgies as a business plan is beyond me.”

“Work smarter, not harder. Or should that be… work hard.” I grab my crotch, making them laugh. If I’m not making people laugh, the silence is deafening.

“Keep your dick to yourself, thank you very much,” Ryder quips.

“That’s not what your mom said the other night.”

“Let’s change the subject.” Ford is always a peacekeeper, but we all mess with each other in good humor. These guys are my family.

“How’s the training suite looking?”

“Gorgeous,” a sultry voice offers up behind me.

Celest.

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