I’m not ashamed of admitting what I like.
She rolls her eyes and walks off to the dressing room. “In private, please.”
“Private, in public, anywhere, anytime, Freckles.” I lower myself to the floor again. “I aim to please.”
“Get in,” she growls, angry as hell. Just the way I like it.
“The men’s dressing room?” I snort as I approach. “That’s bold of you.”
“I don’t trust you in the women’s dressing room,” she says.
I follow her inside. “So youarejealous.”
“What? No, I just know you’re going to be a pervert about it.”
“I can’t help the ladies think I’m well-endowed and want a peek.”
“Oh my God …”
She buries her face in her hands while I close the door behind me and head to my locker.
“What can I do for you, Freckles?” I muse. “More training? Or do you want to ransack my room again?”
“I need you to talk to Levi for me. Tell him to back off.”
Levi? What has he been doing?
“And why would I do that?”
“Because he threatened to kill my boyfriend.”
I snort. “That does sound like something Levi would say. I’m surprised he said it to your face, though. That takes balls.”
“I don’t think it’s a joke,” she adds. “He already killed Mavis. What’s to say he won’t kill Grey too?”
I tap my chin. “Well, now that you put it like that …”
“You have to tell him to let it go. Make him stop.”
“Interesting that you think I have control over him,” I reply.
“You’re family. He trusts you. He’ll listen to you.”
I laugh. Loudly. “That’s rich.”
“Please, you gotta at least try.”
The way she says please nearly makes a man like me drop to his knees.
“What did he do?” I ask, all the smiles gone from my face.
“He came into my sorority the other day, said he saw Grey going into a Bonesmen Club.”
I narrow my eyes. Now that’s interesting.
Her boyfriend is affiliated with the Bonesmen Brotherhood?
No one just casually steps into their territory unless they have business. And that can’t ever be good.