Page 25 of Suck This

I sighed.

“These bitches really can’t find anything else to talk about,” I grumbled.

“Your brother’s been on a freakin’ reign of terror, too,” Grady explained.

Grady had a crush on my brother, and Corbin was ignoring it.

However, I stayed out of my brothers’ love lives. If they wanted to fuck them up, who was I to say that they couldn’t?

Nash, however, was a lot better at relationships than Corbin was. Corbin was that man that tried to act all big, burly, and manly while also trying not to act like he was the bisexual man we all really knew he was. He flirted relentlessly with anything with legs, and it was obvious that people didn’t know what to think of him.

For some reason he thought that he had to be a certain person or no one would take him seriously as the chief of police for Austin, Texas. And he’d had this mindset for years now, denying what we all knew in our hearts that he was.

But that was another thing that I tried not to get into with him.

Not because I hadn’t wanted to, but because each time I’d tried to broach that subject, he’d nearly bitten my head off.

“Earth to Acadia.” Grady snapped his fingers at me.

I started, my heart rate speeding, and blew out a nervous breath.

“Sorry,” I mumbled. “I’m jumpy.”

“You have a good reason to be,” he admitted. “Why don’t you just go? Your brother never expected you to be here, anyway.”

That was true. When I’d shown up at work, he’d taken one look at me and ordered me to go home. But I couldn’t go home. I couldn’t sleep when I was there by myself. The memories of last night were on replay, and they weren’t the good memories of Con snapping the man’s neck, but of that man’s hot, fetid breath on my neck as he rubbed his nasty cock on the apex of my thighs.

I shuddered, this time taking my brother’s and Grady’s opinion. “I’m going home.”

Well, not my home anyway.

Constantine’s home.

I just had to figure out a way to get over a fence…

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