Page 77 of Lies Like Love

I kick my feet up and lean back, pulling out my lighter. If I’m going to be piercing all day, I’m going to need something to take the edge off.

“We’re booked solid.”

I light the joint and take a hit, holding the smoke in until it reaches my brain. My vision clouds as I float out into the universe.

“Want some?” I pass it off to Echo, who’s propped up on the corner of the desk fixing her ponytail.

Her eyes have been dilated and red since she walked in, but it doesn’t stop her from snatching the joint out of my hand and taking a long hit. She refuses to talk about whatever is going on with her lately, but she’s high more often than not, which isn’t like her.

Problems for another day.

My focus snaps to Sage. “We need to hire a new front desk chick before we all go fucking insane. This is getting ridiculous.”

He ignores my comment, not lifting his eyes from whatever he’s typing into his phone.

“Why does it have to be a girl?” A thick cloud of smoke curls from Echo’s lips with her words. “I’m not opposed to sticking a hot guy up there to draw in more ladies.”

“The last thing I need is another one of you fucking the person working the front desk.”

Not that I think Echo would, but I’m annoyed enough with Sage to bring it up just in case.

“This coming from a guy who’s allowed to pass judgment on the peoplewe’refucking?” Sage laces his fingers together and wraps them around the back of his head. “Don’t think I haven’t heard what’s going on through our thin walls.”

“Stop fucking listening then.”

I’m tempted to bash that into his skull because the fact that he’s heard Fel’s screams as she comes on my cock gives me tunnel vision. If he weren’t my best friend, I’d consider slicing his ears off. And until I figure out what I’m supposed to do about that irrational thought, I might have to duct tape her mouth while we fuck from now on, so she keeps her screams to herself.

Not a bad idea actually.

The thought of Fel bound and completely at my mercy has my dick twitching. She’s all sass in public, but when it’s just the two of us, she’s practically begging to submit to me.

“We talking about the redhead Jude’s obsessed with?” Crew walks into the room and snatches the joint out of Echo’s hand. He never calls Fel by her name—or any woman by their name for that matter—because then they might think he gives a shit. “You’re hitting that, right? Redheads are fucking freaky.”

My hands clench and my whole body tenses because I don’t need him thinking about how Fel fucks—freaky or not.

She’s the only girl who’s ever made me jealous.Possessive. Out of my fucking mind.

While I spent my entire life before and after her not giving a shit about anyone other than myself, all it took was her walking back into my life for her to completely absorb me.

“You’re all pigs.” Echo frowns, her gaze darting between us. She taps her heels on the desk with each kick of her legs, knocking at my nerves. You’d think getting high would chill Echo out, but if anything, it riles her up.

“What happened to you?” Sage ignores Echo’s comment, looking up from his phone long enough to notice the bruising on Crew’s face.

Crew drops onto the couch in the office and kicks his feet up on the armrest. “Rough night.”

“Fucking or fighting?”

He tips his head to us and grins. “Both?”

“What kind of chicks are you fucking to leave you beat up like that? No thanks.”

“This was the fighting,” He waves at his black eyes. “The claw marks down my back on the other hand…”

“On that note—” Echo hops off the desk and heads to the door. “I’m going to do someactual workwhile you guys measure your dicks.”

“Whatever you have to think about with your fingers inside you,” Crew yells to her retreating back.

One of these days the two of them are going to kill each other or finally fuck. At least, I hope they do before they drive the rest of us insane.

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