Page 82 of Chaos
SinEater: It’s Amy.
LadyPancakes: Dead. I’m officially dead. Someone notify my next of kin. It was good knowing you.
Anxietea: OMG I’m pretty sure that was his shadow in the bathroom doorway.
TheSingularity: And people wonder at the state of the world.
ThisIsSparta: You’re just jealous he’s getting all the attention.
1N3V1T@BL3: Aren’t we all?
ShyGuy25: He doesn’t deserve her.
TheSingularity: And you think you do?
ShyGuy25: At least I care about her.
TIs4Tony: Boy, this ain’t about feelings. It’s about pussy.
Sin took that moment to saunter into view. He was dressed in a mesh shirt and ripped black jeans, his hair tousled and a smirk on his face. It was no wonder he’d so easily become a rock star. The man probably defined the look. The chat exploded with his fans, who were foaming at the mouth for any sort of acknowledgment from him, but he only had eyes for Merri.
I couldn’t blame him. She was an absolute smoke show. Her skin was glowing, her long hair up in a perfect ponytail. I wondered if Sin would wrap it around his hand so he could tug her head back. It’s what I would have used it for. A pretty handle to put her where I needed her.
“Miss me?” he asked, reaching for her and sliding his hand along her waist before he tugged her against him.
“Of course I did.”
“Should we give these good people a show?”
Merri bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. “I think that’s what they’re here for.”
ShyGuy25: Merri, please. We love you without all this. Just come back to doing what you’ve always done.
Bob1212: Shut the fuck up. Don’t ruin this for the rest of us.
TIs4Tony: No one is forcing you to be here. Sack up or fuck off.
SinStan: Shhhh! He’s taking his shirt off!
EverySteve: His shirt was transparent. What’s the big deal? Take off your nightie, Merri.
TheSingularity: Seriously. Does no one realize that the world is literally ending? How are you this obsessed with some has-been’s state of undress?
Anxietea: It’s called disassociation. Look it up.
I laughed out loud at Malice getting roasted by one of Sin’s fans. It almost made up for having to watch Merri perform with him.
ThisIsSparta:
LadyPancakes: Do you SEE the way he’s looking at her? Are they really in love? I think they might be.
ACourtOfLadyDeath: Forget the way he’s looking at her. Do you see that bulge in his pants?
SinEater: Amy. A-M-Y. Just once. Please, Sin.
“Then give me some sugar, kitten,” Sin breathed before claiming her lips.
Once again, the chat exploded, but I ignored it in favor of watching her. The way she melted against him. The way she curled her fingers in his hair. The soft sigh she released when he nipped her bottom lip. I memorized all of it.
