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His tongue… his deep growls… I had never been so turned on. I don’t know what came over me, but I sat up and licked Draco’s nut from his palm after he reached his peak. A closed-lip growl soared from the vampire before he leaned forward and sucked on my tongue. A second later, he was gone.

The nightbefore felt like a dream, but when I licked my lips and tasted Frankie’s pussy, I knew it was real. No matter how much I wanted to dismiss tradition, I couldn’t deny my connection to Frankie. I almost couldn’t control myself watching theniggaat my shop touch her, and I had only felt that way when it cametomy brothers.

When I sensed her creep in my bathroom last night, I wanted to call her out. Instead, I tested her limits to see if she was as bold as she acted. So badly, I wanted to fuck the virgin after she fed me her honey, but I couldn’t. The first time I entered Frankie’s body, it would drain every ounce of energy she had, and I knew she wasn’t ready for it.

“That pussy got your ass in here knocked out. You didn’t even get up to go run, chump!”

I grinned at theceilingthen tossed a pillow at Quadir. “What are you doing over here? Let me find out you like my girl.”

“Your girl? That was quick.”

I sat up and shrugged. “No point in fighting what’s ordained.”

My brother dropped a laugh into his fist. “Why the hell are you lying? Shoota already told me and Zo how you almost lost your cool over Frankie’s client. It’s deeper than that.”

“Shoota just lost his job for telling you what happened in my shop. Gossiping ass.”

“Man, don’t get in your feelings because somebody calling you out. I know you like her. You gave her a nickname the first night she got here.” He smiled. “When’s the baby coming?”

I shook my head, thinking about how badly I wanted to cross the line.

“What’s the plot for the day?” he asked, moving past the baby talk. “We still meeting the brodies at the clubhouse?”

“That’s the plan. The meeting will be short.For the most part, we’re just going over the route we’re taking to Silk Hills for Durk’s engagement party.”

“Are you bringing Frankie to the function?”

I groaned at the nonstop questions.

“Quadir, bust a move. You’re asking too many questions.”

“Yeah. I can tell you didn’t get no pussy. You still waking up angry like a man biotch!” He clowned. “One more question. Have you figured out our next plot? I know you and Frankie are getting close, but you haven’t sealed the deal, and our debt will be due soon. You know if we don’t deliver?—”

“Don’t worry too much. I got it. Get out.”

I lingered in bed for another ten minutes before I got ready for the day. Before I got in the shower, I shut my eyes and listened for Frankie’s heartbeat. It was too calm for her to be awake, so I used the time alone to think. I didn’t know how the energy would be between us after last night, but I hoped the shit wasn’t weird. Our situation was already… odd.

By the time I made it downstairs, Frankie was in the kitchen. Home cookeddishes were settledacross the table as if waiting for my arrival.

“Good morning, Nugget.”

“Good morning, Draco.”

Her back was to me, but I could hear the smile in her voice.

“I never asked you... Why do you call me Nugget?”

“Because you’re small. Like a chicken nugget.” I laughed.

Her hand caught her forced giggle.

“Oh. You got jokes?”

We sat in a comfortable silence for all of two minutes before Frankie cleared her throat.

“I woke up and saw the ring on my finger.”

I nodded. “I put it there.”

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