Page 9 of Always Yours

“Got us wings and a Ceasar salad. I didn’t know what you liked, so we have pepperoni and an all-dressed pizza,” Razor says.

I nod my head and start eating before he is finished talking. I’m moaning as the taste of pepperoni hits my mouth.

No one says anything as we eat. Nikolai and I are basically stuffing our faces full of food. I notice a couple of girls try to sit on Art and Razor’s laps, but they both push them away.

It isn’t until the end of the meal that I ask. It’s bugging me and I have to know.

“Who are those women?” I know they aren’t theirs since only seconds later they climbed on someone else’s lap and started something that had me turning my head.

“Those are club bunnies. They are here to fuck the brothers. Before you ask, they are all here by choice and they choose who they fuck. I think that by seeing you here, they are maybe trying to show you that you don’t belong to Razor or me,” Art says.

I nod my head. “I get it, but why would they think that I was after either of you? First of all, eww Ar-Bear… you are like family to me,” I say with a shudder.

“Maybe they saw you eye fucking Razor and his dad like you wanted to be in a sandwich,” Nik says dryly as Razor happens to be drinking a swig of beer at that moment and spits it all over me.

I squeak in surprise. “What the fuck, Nik?” I say, glaring at my so-called best friend.

“What? This is the first time I have ever seen you actually take an interest in someone. I have to take advantage of that fact and get you back for Becca,” he says while raising an eyebrow at me.

“What happened with Becca?” Art asks, looking excited for some gossip.

“Nothing,” Nik shouts, and I grin evilly at him.

“Oh, come on now, pumpkin. You know I wouldn’t keep secrets from Art,” I say, not losing my grin.

“Well?” Art says looking impatient.

“I was getting close to Becca, and we were about to fuck, but Lily here is the ultimate cock block of all cock blocks,” Nik says lowly.

“I was just trying to be helpful,” I say with a shrug.

“What did she do?” Razor asks, now interested in the story.

“She threw me a box of condoms and said she wasn’t ready to raise anyone else’s kids. I had to explain that she wasn’t my girlfriend or anything but, when we started getting back into it, a lube was then thrown into the room with Lily yelling ‘in case she is dryer than the Sahara Desert,’” Nik says while glaring at me.

The two burst out in laughter. “Why didn’t you let the poor man get laid?” Art asks.

“I hear that she had something, and I didn’t want Nik to catch it,” I say with a shrug.

“Well, you could have told me instead of embarrassing me,” Nik says.

“My way was more fun,” I say with a shrug.

“She left after Lily had said that. Turns out eight other guys came out saying they had STIs and practically the whole school was getting tested,” Nik says with a shudder.

“Next time, you should listen to me when I tell you a woman is no good,” I say crossing my arms and leaning back.

“I’ll remember to trust your judgement more,” he says seriously.

The table is quiet until a woman comes up and, in a whiny voice, calls Razor’s name.

“Ah fuck, not again,” I hear him mutter before she stops over wearing a crop top, a mini skirt and high heels.

I look down at her heels and wonder how she can walk in them when she looks at me angrily. “What the fuck are you looking at?”

I pull back at her question. Wow.

“I was looking at your heels. If you don’t want people to look, maybe wear different footwear,” I say with a shrug not taking my eyes off her.

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