Page 35 of Euphoria
Phoenix snickers and the other people in the room, besides those who are aware of what’s going on, look at us like some undercover freaks. “Get her out of that fucking shirt,” he says and whatever else he was going to say is slurred as he drops out again.
I shake my head. I go to the bathroom and open the door, “Bams, stop hiding from the both of us and come with me.”
Her eyes widen. “I wasn’t hiding,” she lies.
I cock my brow and she shrugs. “Hijo de Puta,huh?” I say to her as she comes right under my arm. I walk out with her, not caring about what the others think.
“I wasn’t myself,” she mumbles.
I shake my head and face her again once we’re out of the room. “No, it is you. I want to see more of her. She seems fierce and I want a little taste of her.”
“Even when you have a shitty attitude like you did a minute ago?” She asks.
I snicker. “Especially then. Gives me a reason to spank you. For now, let’s get you out of this distasteful t-shirt. Don’t wear another man’s clothes unless it belongs to one of us.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she jokes.
I pull her to me and place an arm over her shoulder again. I kiss the top of her head and I bring her to get changed. She’s going to need some food to be ready for Phoenix and me.
