Page 50 of The Puck Player

Tonight she is wearing a backless, purple silk top from my mother’s collection, paired with black leather pants that hug her curvy frame like a second skin. The stilettos she included only add to her appeal, and I fantasize about stripping her bare of everything but said heels, and taking what she has never offered anyone. Since she kissed me last week, I have jerked off more times than I can even count, coming to the sound of her little moan every damn time.

I toss back the remnants of the cocktail I made, not taking my eyes off the object of my obsession, and then storm into the kitchen so I can get myself another drink. I feel Aubree’s gaze on me when I enter, but as soon as I turn around, her eyes are back on the others. I grind my jaw, noting her almost empty glass, before moving to make her another drink too. I say nothing as I mix them up, listening to Griffin talk about his acceptance into Fairfield. He, Everest, and Harden, will all be starting here in the fall once we have left.

“Well, I’ve only been here a couple of months, but I love it already.” I catch Aubree saying. “I’ll look out for you guys in the fall,” she adds, reminding me that she will still be here when they arrive, and the look on Griffin’s face has me wanting to smash his head into the marble kitchen counter.

“Well, I look forward to it even more now,” Griffin flirts, and I accidentally, on purpose, knock his shoulder as I move past him to pass Aubree a fresh drink.

She looks between me and the glass in confusion, but takes it with a gentle smile, letting her eyes appraise me fully for the first time since she arrived, and my dick jumps in my pants. “Thank you, Alexander,” she says softly, and I just nod in response, cutting Griffin with a warning glare, but the little dick only smirks.

“Reign, I hear you killed a pastor,” he says casually, sipping his drink, while looking between me and Aubree and noting our dynamic.

As if I haven’t noticed his own with his best friend’s little sister.

“Not quite, unfortunately,” I toss back, taking a sip of my own drink, as I come to a stop at Aubree’s back, too close to be casual, hoping every sorry little fuck in here gets my message. “I hear Daemon had to defend your girl’s honor though,” I reply sweetly, making his smile drop, as I bring my hand to rest on the counter beside Aubree’s.

“She is not his girl,” Everest warns darkly, only delighting me further, as I flick my attention to him and then Harden, who is watching us all quietly.

“Might want to tell him to stop drooling over her then,” I state blandly, feeling bad for putting RoRo on the spot, but not caring enough to stop, not when it would be Aubree under fire instead.

Everest whips his head in Griffin’s direction, and I note the subtle step that Harden takes toward them, like he would step between them if he had to.Interesting.

“Reign, stop being a wanker,” Aurora snaps, quickly coming to their defense, and my smile only gets wider. Oh, Archer is going to have his work cut out for him with this lot.

“Sorry, little Gray,” I reply with a wink, but all she does is roll her eyes.

“How about we take this hangout down to the basement and fucking relax,” Archer suggests, snatching up some bottles and storming toward the door that leads downstairs, and nobody refutes.

We all start filing out, and when Aurora doesn’t move right away, I lean down and whisper, “Come on, RoRo, don’t want to keep your boyfriends waiting.” She punches me roughly in the arm, but follows after them anyway, and I switch my focus to Aubree. “Hey, Trouble, you okay?” I ask gently, and she finally lets herself truly look at me for the first time all night.

“That was mean, putting them on the spot like that,” she accuses, and I shrug, still smiling wickedly.

“It was you or them, and I’m always going to choose them,” I reply without remorse, and for a moment we are suspended in silence, before she exhales a deep breath.

“I’ll see you down there,” she rushes out, quickly slipping off her stool and following everyone else down to the basement, and all I can do is watch her leave.

I’m so fucking obsessed with her and I don’t think she even realizes it.

When I reach the basement I find Aubree sitting between Daemon and Archer, the latter glaring at me with a knowing smirk, and I refrain from giving him the finger. The chaotic little fuck is punishing me for what just happened upstairs, but I won’t give him the satisfaction of letting him win. Instead I move to the other sofa, taking a seat between Josh and Hallie, and Jake and Evie. Nova and Maddie are sitting together on one of the chairs, and Aurora has taken the other, with both Everest and Griffin sitting on the arms, and Harden half-leaning on the back, watching over everyone silently.

Once everyone is settled and more drinks are poured, Archer looks between us all with a smile. “So… Truth or Dare?” he asks, and my eyes snap to Nova and Maddie, the former glaring at me, the latter looking anywhere but.

“No!” Nova and I snap at the same time, and Archer zeros in on both of us, dissecting us with his stare.

“Hmm, firm denial there, is there something you want to share with the group?” he asks with a taunt, and Maddie shifts uncomfortably in Nova’s lap beneath Archer’s appraisal.

“Oh shit,” Evie gasps in delight, looking between us and then turning to Hallie with wide eyes, as if she just figured something out, but the three of us remain tight-lipped.

“You want to play Truth or Dare in front of your underage siblings and their friends?” Josh asks in a bored tone, and I can’t hide my smirk. The moody fucker would rather be anywhere but here, but as usual he is catering to his wife’s needs.

Archer waves him off. “Please, they’re all nearly eighteen, besides, they’re all family, it’s cool.”

“So you’re fine if I dare your sister to kiss the little flirt, who hasn’t stopped staring at her all night?” Josh asks, with a raise of his brow, openly taunting Archer more than he does any of us.

I guess he is never getting over the fact that Archer kissed his wife.

Not that I can say I blame him.

If anyone even tries to kiss Aubree tonight, I’ll pay someone to cut out their fucking tongue and make them disappear.

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