Page 112 of Jester

“We’re all so fucking emotionally healthy,” Apex says, and I can’t tell if he’s serious.

Thorn grins at Apex who apparently isn’t fucking around. I admit I feel healthier lately. Hope has settled down since her freak out weeks ago. I’ve forgiven myself for letting her get out of the house. That was mostly Luca telling me to stop sulking. But I’m still okay with it now.

Dire and Sister Sass walk outside to HQ’s porch, where we linger. Thorn pokes at the blonde.

“Vegas has gone gaga over Nadia. You might be losing your roommate soon.”

Dire shrugs. “The Sanctuary has no shortage of new chicks. Or I could do this thing adults do called living on my own.”

“Whatever floats your boat,” Thorn teases. “Never really understood why you needed a roommate in the first place.”

“Have you not met my mom? She’s a little bit intimidating. A roommate helped her loosen her grip on me. But now, after the Texas job, she’s realized I’m no longer in need of supervision. I’ll be fine if Nadia moves in with Vegas.”

“You’re growing up,” Sister Sass tells Dire. “One day, you might even get a pet.”

“But no man or kids, right?” Apex asks. “Seems sad.”

“You’re a decade older than me, and you only recently got a woman and kids,” Dire points out. “So, you know, shut the fuck up.”

“Jealous, huh? I get it,” Apex taunts.

“I don’t want a man. Or a woman. And not because of the rape,” Dire mutters, losing her temper. “I’ve never found genital areas interesting.”

“You are the anti-Ominous,” Sister Sass replies. “She fucked everyone. You shall fuck no one. So, it shall be.”

“Eat it, baby maker.”

“Knocked up already?” I ask Sister Sass who narrows her dark eyes. “Those jeans are looking tight.”

“So are yours.”

“It’s my dick. It swells from overuse.”

When I say those words with such malice, Sister Sass takes a second to realize I’m fucking with her.

“Well, I’m probablynotpregnant yet. But Jester’s putting in the hard work to make that happen. Now it’s just up to my eggs.”

“They’ll play hard to get like you did, no doubt.”

“Don’t get pregnant before Luca does,” I demand of Sister Sass.

“Might be too late to hit the brakes on that, chump. I got jizzed in this morning.”

“Well, I jizzed plenty in my woman this morning.”

“Yeah, but you’ve been jizzing in her for a year. I think you’re shooting blanks.”

“Not cool,” Apex grumbles at Sister Sass who glances around.

“Wait, are we not allowed to mock Ghost anymore?”

“Of course, we can,” Thorn says and pats her shoulder. “Just not about stuff he is genuinely sensitive about. So don’t mock his faulty balls, but feel free to talk shit about his hair.”

Sister Sass studies me, as if looking for something mean to say. Instead, she shrugs.

“I hope Luca and I can get pregnant together. We’ll be partners in the horror show of creating life. And my son can date your daughter.”

“I want a boy.”

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