Page 123 of Fakers with Benefits

Zane and River were just getting out of their car. Both men stopped dead when they saw us pull up in front of the main doors.

“You okay?”

“Yeah.” I craned my neck to look out the window at the twins. They were doing that thing where they stared at each other and had a silent conversation. “Of course it had to be the twins who saw me first. Couldn’t have been Kai or Knox or Blaze. They’re the rational ones. I like to think of them as the club daddies.”

Vlado stopped the car and snickered.

“Notthatkind of daddy.” I backhanded his shoulder. “Ow.” I shook out my hand. “I’m gonna need Zane to get me some non-stabby brass knuckles so I don’t end up breaking my hand. All you guys are so damn solid.”

“Non-stabby brass knuckles?”

“Not important. But like I was saying, I don’t mean daddies likethat. I just mean they’re mature and smart and tend to be the voices of reason.”

“The twins aren’t those things?”

“Think Jekyll and Hyde, only make them murder kittens.”

“Murder kittens?” Vlado glanced at the twins, who were walking toward the car completely in sync and looking intimidating as fuck.

“Yeah. Like they’re all scary and murdery if you piss them off or mess with someone they care about, but they’re actually big softies at heart. Just like a kitten. Super sweet and snuggly when they want to be but can turn on the murder toe beans if you’re dumb enough to poke them.”

“Are they in murder or snuggle mode right now?” Vlado asked, his eyes on the twins as they stood in front of the car and stared at us through the windshield.

I waved to them.

River smiled and waved back. Zane upnodded me and crossed his arms as he pinned Vlado with a glare.

“Yeah, Zane is definitely in murder mode. River is in kitten mode, but that can change pretty quick. Probably best if I don’t sit in here for too much longer.”

“I’ve faced off against a lot of bad people in my life, but they’re scary.” Vlado gripped the steering wheel so tight the leather squeaked. “Like the drama masks. One happy, one murdery, both big enough to fuck me up if they know how to fight.”

“They definitely know how to fight. And the drama masks are actually tragedy and comedy, but I’ll allow it. Thanks for the drive. I shouldn’t be more than a few hours.”

“Have fun. I’ll be in the back part of the lot. Text or call if you need anything.”

“Thanks.” I shoved the door open. “Hey,” I greeted the twins as I stepped out.

“Hey,” they said together.

“Who’s that?” Zane asked when I was in front of them, his eyes on Vlado.

I glanced inside the car where he and Vlado seemed to be stuck in some sort of macho-guy stare-off.

“That’s Vlado. He gave me a ride.” Slipping my arm through his crossed ones, I turned Zane from the car and tugged him toward the club.

“And who is Vlado?” Zane fell into step beside me.

“Funny story about that. He’s my boyfriend’s bestie.”

“Boyfriend?” Zane pulled me to a stop.

“Yup.”

“That’s awesome,” River congratulated. “Is he rich? He’s gotta be rich if his bestie is driving an Audi.” He made a thoughtful face. “You could always go for the best friend if your man is broke. He’s hot.”

“My boyfriend is even hotter.”

“Go you!” He held up his hand for a high-five.

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