Page 31 of Cold and Broken (The Titans of Founder's Ridge 1)

She drops a couple tubes of arnica on the counter. “I’m giving these to you.” Then she grabs her bag and tote off the bed. “I brought us girls night snacks.”

“Awesome.” We walk out into the hall. “Why are you wearing Levi’s shirt?”

She pauses for a split second. “Laundry day.” She says unconvincingly. “I just grabbed the first thing I saw. Family support.”

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out she doesn’t want to talk about it so I let it go. “What are you in the mood for? Hot guys? Romance? Action? Comedy?”

“Funny hot guys.” She says decisively. “Like a Bill Hader movie.”

“Bill Hader is not hot.” I laugh.

“Yeah, he is! He’s smart and funny therefore hot.” We settle on Trainwreck.

Amy Schumer is dancing with the Knicks City Dancers to Uptown Girl when our night is interrupted by the guys.

“Ladies.” Griff is the only one to greet us. He walks right over to where I’m sprawled on the couch and crouches down beside me. He looks at me with concerned hazel eyes. Before he can ask the question that everyone has been asking I spring up.

“I’m fine.” I’m standing on the couch. “Sometimes I’m not fine. Just don’t ask me if I’m okay anymore. I’ll let you guys know if I need anything.”

“Yeah, what are you guys doing here? Crashing our girls night,” Ivy frowns.

“Well,” Connor drawls, “it’s my house.”

“I thought you two would be in lacy pajamas having a pillow fight and painting each other’s nails or some shit.” Levi says. “I feel cheated.”

“I’m sure you could find some scantily clad girls at Gregg’s house for the post game party.” Ivy makes a shoo-ing gesture with her hands. “Off you go.”

“Nope.” He plops down beside me and throws his arm around my shoulder. “I had to come check on my new bestie and step sis.” Connor hands him a glass of whiskey. “What are we going to do?”

Connor gets a wicked gleam in his eye. “Truth or dare.”

“Really?” I scoff. “Isn’t that a little juvenile?”

“Not the we play it.” Griff answers.

“Scared, Peasant?” Connor whispers into my ear.

“Of you three?” I pat his face. “Unlikely.”

He gives me one of those dead eye smiles that doesn’t even hint at his dimples. It makes me feel like I jumped in the shark tank five minutes before feeding time.

“I’ll start,” Ivy says. “Levi, truth or dare.”

“Dare.”

“I dare you not to speak for the next,” she taps her chin with her index finger, “hour unless it’s necessary for the game.”

He mimes zipping his lips with a smirk that promises retribution. Then he grabs his phone and sends a text to Connor.

Connor opens the message and reads it aloud. “Connor, since I know you’ll pick dare.” Connor looks up and smirks at Levi. “I dare you to make Lilith blush.” He pockets his phone and looks to me with a devious smile.

“Come here, Peasant.”

I stand up and walk to him.

Full disclosure, I’m nervous as fuck.

He runs one hand through my hair and bring my ear to his lips. “I’ve woken up the past few days with a rock hard cock because of you. Every morning I rub one out to fantasies about you sucking or riding my dick and I come harder than I ever have imagining you moaning my name.”

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