Page 7 of Amour Fou

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“Why is Alyssa on the screen?” Xaden asks, and my eyes widen at the realisation that I forgot to close it. “Were you beating your meat?” Xaden wiggles his eyebrows.

“No,” I snap, standing from the chair and moving to where he stands, slamming the laptop closed.

“Were you planning to?” Deck joins in with a smile, crossing his arms over his chest. Completely forgetting that he was just about to murder Xaden. “Did we interrupt you having some private time with Alyssa and baby Zeke?”

Rolling my eyes, I mutter, “Here we go,” I pull the leads from the laptop and snatch it from the desk. “I was just keeping an eye on her.”

“Hmm.” Xaden leans in slightly, sniffing me like a dog. Grimacing, I step back from him.

“What?” I screw my face up and press my hand to his shoulder, moving him back with a little more force than usual.

“Oh nothing, I just smell a huge amount of bullshit.” Smirking, he steps back, standing beside Deck again.

“If you’re planning on fucking her, you know—”

“Deck,” I halt him, holding my finger up. “I think you’re getting me confused with Xaden who likes to fuck anything that walks.”

“Hey!” Xaden exclaims, placing his hands on his hips. “I take offence to that.”

“I know the rules, unlike him.” I nod towards Xaden, my eyes still focused on Deck.

“Remember that girl he fucked last year and she—”

“Vomited all over him.” I grimace, remembering how he walked into the office covered in what I initially thought was green slime. “Yeah, I still remember the smell. I never did get that out of my clothes, and it wasn’t even me she puked on.”

Screwing up his face, Deck turns to face Xaden. “Didn’t you fuck her the night after, too?”

“First of all, I don’t fuck anything that walks. Secondly, I didn’t get to finish. And contrary to the popular belief that most men like it, unconscious and drunken women aren’t my thing.” The memories must flood his mind too, because the light shiver that runs over his body makes him hug himself a little tighter. “Anyway,” he continues, pointing in my direction. “This isn’tabout me, fucker, this about the fact that we caught you red-handed stroking the pipe like a needy little boy.”

“I wasn’t stroking the fucking pipe,” I groan, knowing neither of them are listening.

Patting Xaden’s shoulder, Deck smiles broadly. “If you need any help, X here can help you with that.”

“Yeah, I can… wait, bro what the fuck!” Shoving Deckard away, he looks back at me and points directly in my face. “Don’t getanyideas about asking me to relieve you.”

I step a little closer. “If I wasevergoing to let you touch my cock… you’d be begging for it first, but I wasn’t fucking jacking off, asshole.”

Pointing between us, he smirks. “So what’s with the tent.”

Looking down, I realise I am in fact hard as fuck. Shifting the laptop, I pull it down, covering myself just as Deck and Xaden begin cackling like two mischievous women.

“Go fuck yourselves, both of you,” I grumble, shoulder checking Xaden as I push between them, heading towards the door.

“Oh, come on, we can double-team her,” Xaden calls.

I stop at the door and turn back with a dirty smile. “Hey, Deck, Xaden said he wanted to join you and Cairo in the office next time to raw dog her over the desk.”

“Whoa! No, I fucking didn’t!”

I watch as Deck slowly turns his head towards Xaden, a murderous look on his face.

“Deck, he’s fucking lying… I just said a threesome wouldn’t go amiss!”

Deckard grabs him into a headlock, both of them beginning to fight like children. “You son of a bitch!”

Ithought a ten-kilometre run would help relax me… it hasn’t. I haven’t been able to get the girl out of my head and it’s frustrating to say the least. Slowing my pace, I finally come to a stop outside the doors of the pool house and pull off my headphones, tossing them onto one of the loungers closest to me as I walk inside. Balancing on one foot, I tug my trainers off one at a time, followed by my socks, shorts, and t-shirt.

The tiles cool the soles of my feet before I walk down the steps of the pool and directly into the cold water. Dunking my entire body under, I sit there for a moment and let the icy feeling wash over me. My muscles, mind, and body relaxing.