Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Jude’s gaze found his and his laugh just doubled. “This is so fucking priceless. Here I am, having a mild heart attack, thinking I’m going to lose my dick privileges in the ever-so-unquenchable Maren, thinking she’ll take offense to my dick being in one of her friend’s when the entire reason she sought me out is here. And look at you.” He pointedly looked at Cris’ arm, where he was still holding him back. “You’re here to what? Protect her from me?” He began laughing again. “Please. I don’t know what you did the last time, but I’ve no doubt you’ll do it again, and that’s when sweet little tortured Mare Bear will come back to me.” His gaze switched to me, starting to heat up. A cruel glint showing. “I’ll make you beg this next time. I’ll make you do nasty things. Maybe we’ll take a spin with Toya, hmm? The two of us both pounding her sweet—”
I pressed a hand to my stomach. “You’re going to make me vomit.”
He snorted. “Right. Was it the thought of both of us tag-teaming Toya together?”
“No,” I growled, stepping up to him. “It’s the thought of me ever being with you again. You disgust me.” Before anyone could stop me, I reached between their bodies, grabbed Jude’s dick, and I twisted.
He screamed, his body seizing up.
Cris stepped back, letting him go, but his arm wrapped around me instead. He lifted me away, carrying me back through the living room.
The two guys were still there, but so were a bunch of others. Amber, Troy, and Luis stood in the kitchen doorway. Lauren was right in front of them. Toya was gone, but she began yelling from the bathroom, the door heaved open, and those two guys were there, blocking her way. One twisted around and yanked the door shut again. He yelled through it, “Stay the fuck in there.”
“You—” she began yelling again, but it was inaudible.
Another deep thud came from behind us, along with Jude still screaming in pain.
Lauren’s eyes were big as she looked past us. “What’d you do to him?”
I grunted as Cris swept past her, past them, and carried me all the way outside without stopping. “Hoping I castrated him.” The door banged shut behind us before he put me back down on my feet, but he crowded me, not letting me go back inside.
Amber, Luis, Troy, and Lauren followed us out.
Lauren grinned, moving around them, and coming to stand by us. “I snapped a pic of him, and I know those guys in there. They were recording the whole time. Heath said he’d share the video with us if we needed it for some reason.”
“You okay, Maren?” Troy came over, his hand going through his blond hair.
I liked Troy. He was the kind one in their whole group, but also tortured at times too. Striking good looks, he modeled at times to pay the bills. Luis was next to him, in a way so opposite his boyfriend. Troy varied between being pale at times, to being sun-kissed tan. Luis had brown skin, thick black eyebrows. Dark black hair. And almond deep eyes. They were both lean, similar height, just under six feet, but Luis had a mean side to him except when it came to Troy. Luis was also a smartass at times too, and there was no love lost between him and Jude, which caused a lot of drama among their band. Still, he slung an arm around Troy’s shoulder, and I caught a twinkle of concern in his eyes too.
He repeated Troy’s question. “You okay?” Adding with a jerk of his head toward the house, “The others are about done with him. Say the word, I’ll make an ultimatum. Me or him.” He smirked, leaning against Troy. “We can get another good singer, but great drummers are another thing. They’ll kick him to the curb, no problem.”
I just gave him a tight grin because my mind was trying to grapple with everything that just happened.
Jude had been fucking Toya. How long had that been happening?
But what Jude said. . . I eyed Cris warily, because he’d heard. And his eyes were on me, and they were not happy. He was pissed, but his mouth was clamped shut tight. Whatever he was going to say to me, to question me, he was waiting until later.
A shiver went through me, thinking about how that was going to go.
Amber said, “You got your purse.” She grinned at me, some stress lines surrounding her mouth. There were heavy bags under her eyes too.
I shot Troy a look and held up my arm. “Thank you for this.”
He nodded, flashing me a smile, and relaxing under Luis’s arm. “Of course.”
I asked Amber, tensing, “How long? Him and Toya?” There was also another question unspoken.