Page 115 of Shadow

“Nah. He’s a good guy. He’s a lot of fun,” I answered. “As for the watchers, they’re cool too.”

The guys looked at me like I’d sprouted another head. Sirena shifted on my lap and signed to me quickly.

She wanted to use the bathroom.

“OK. I’ll be right here,” I said. She smiled and got off my lap. I watched her disappear into Devon’s bathroom, the door clicking closed behind her.

“OK, fucking tell me you’re tapping that,” Jack said at once. “Becausefuck,man.”

I scowled at him. “Don’t talk like that about her. It’s not about getting laid.”

“So you haven’t fucked her?” Vic pressed.

I sighed. “It’s not your business.”

“Is it because she was with the watchers and those dudes would embarass the shit out of you because they probably fuck like monsters?” Devon widened his eyes at me.

“Seriously, shut up,” I muttered, hating they hit a bit too close to home with their guessing.

“So fuck someone else and practice, man.” Jack took a large swallow of his beer. “Lucy! Come here.”

“Man, no,” I snapped at him as she got up and approached us.

“Let’s talk,” Jack continued, gesturing for her to sit.

Looking confused, she sat.

“What?” she asked.

“You and Bryce messed around, right?” Devon asked.

She glanced at me. “Uh, yeah. A little.”

“How was he? Did he suck?” Vic demanded.

“Um, no.” She looked at me again. “He’s-He’s really good, actually.”

“He got you off? How?” Jack sat forward.

“You’re such a pig,” she said, rolling her eyes at him.

“Come on. Help him out. You guys ended on good terms, right?” Vic asked.

“Actually, he just stopped talking to me.” She wrinkled her nose. “I-I think he left me for Sirena again.”

I rubbed my eyes.

“Dude, did you seriously break it off with Lucy for Sirena?” Jack blinked at me. “Lucy puts out.”

“You’re an ass,” Lucy muttered.

“I didn’t break it off with Lucy for Sirena. I just wasn’t in the right headspace for a big relationship,” I said. “Lucy, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

She shrugged and offered me a quick smile. “It’s fine. I get it. I do miss you, though.”

“Ooh, nice.” Devon rubbed his hands together. “Bryce could use some pussy. You think you can help him out?”

“Man—” I glared at him.

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