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She's on the couch, in Ethan's lap, marveling at her ornate, twisted silver, diamond and amethyst engagement ring. It's perfect for Violet. It even matches her black and purple bat print dress.

It matches their bedroom.

The woman wears a lot of black and purple.

Violet has always been the hot goth math geek. She's about as normal as any of us. She's perfect for Ethan, the quiet, thoughtful yin to his energetic, bouncy yang.

That's why Ethan was devastated when she left. I still don't know the details, not exactly, only that they both admit they were being idiots.

They've been back together, happy, a long time now.

Lived together a long time now.

This is a good thing.

Ethan and Violet are engaged.

Piper and Kit are engaged.

My baby brother and baby sister are growing up. Moving on with their lives. It's a fucking good thing.

Joel and Bella stumble into the apartment, their hair and clothes just fucked. He shrugs what can I say, I love my wife.

He looks to Violet. "Congratulations, Valentine. You staying Valentine or are you going to become a Strong?"

"I haven't thought about it." She smiles at him then her green eyes are fixed on the ring again.

Bella clears her throat. "Sorry we're late. We had to, um…" She motions to the plastic bag in Joel's hand. "We had to pick up champagne." She looks to Kit, sitting on the couch next to Piper.

"We got sparkling cider too."

He nods. "Thanks, Bella."

She smiles and adjusts her glasses. "Let's pop a bottle."

"I'll get the flutes," Violet says.

I push myself off the couch. "Let me."

Lacey pushes herself up too. "I'll assist."

"You want your pick of champagne?" Joel asks.

She smiles. "Maybe."

"We got six of the same bottle." Bella moves into the kitchen. "But you will have to get in early if you want a drop before Joel finishes it."

"We'll see." Lacey steps in. "I lap up champagne like a pro." Her eyes meet mine. They spark as she smiles. I want to lick champagne off your cock.

I'm not imagining that.

She's giving me that same once-over.

Fuck, I want to dribble this champagne off her lips, her chin, her tits, her thighs. I want to tie her to my bed and lick every fucking drop until she's so desperate to come she's squirming.

I need to know I'm in charge of her pleasure.

I need her knowing it too.


Tags: Crystal Kaswell Dangerous Noise Erotic