Page 21 of Whips and Chains
He glanced past me to the other guys standing behind me. “And you two arefriendsas well, I assume?”
I didn’t like his tone.
X narrowed his eyes at him. “Are you insinuating Violet can’t have more than one friend?”
The cop crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m not insinuating anything. But I do need to know who was in this apartment last night.”
“We were,” Levi answered. “Violet too.”
“But not her roommate?”
Levi played it cool. “Toby? No, he was here earlier in the night but he went out somewhere. Hasn’t come home as far as I know.”
“As far as you know? It’s a small apartment, I think you’d know if he had returned, don’t you?”
Levi shrugged. “We were busy.”
“Doing what?”
X answered before Levi or I could. “Having sex.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. He was so painfully, brutally honest at times. It kinda made me want to choke him.
Both police officers’ eyes had widened.
“You were…having sex.” He squinted. “All three of you.”
“Yep!” X said proudly. “All three of us.”
The cops’ gazes bounced around us.
There was a hint of laughter on the older cop’s rounded face. “Together?”
Levi stiffened, his voice harsh when he spoke, clearly no love lost between him and law enforcement. “Do you really need the blow-by-blow playbook? You want to know who touched who? Who sucked and licked and fucked the others? You want to write that down in your notebook so you can share it with your pervy friends back at the station?”
“Levi,” I said quietly, a warning in my tone. He was getting carried away, and the last thing I had patience for this morning was him getting arrested and us having to work out how the hell to get him out, along with everything else.
The cop stared at him. “No, but the woman will need an alibi, so if she was involved in all the sex, then we’ll need to know.”
My irritation with the two officers bubbled up. “That’s none of your—”
X cut me off, not picking up on my or Levi’s vibe at all, as usual. “Oh yeah, she was definitely involved. She was kind of the star of the show, if you know what I mean. And it really was a show. Whip over there was a total perv, just sitting in the armchair watching her bounce on Levi—”
“X!” I snapped.
“What?”
I gave him a look, but he clearly didn’t get the meaning of it because he turned back to the officers.
“Have you spoken to the neighbors yet? Did they report screaming? Because if they did, don’t worry. I think that was just me. Sometimes I scream when I come.”
Levi dropped his head back on his shoulders, tilting his face to the ceiling. “Someone kill me now.”
I shared the sentiment.
The cops stared at X for a long moment, clearly never having experienced anyone with quite as much verbal diarrhea that it was taking their brains a moment to catch up. So long, in fact, X leaned in and pointed at the notepad.
“Did you want to write that down? Screams when he comes…”
