Rosie looks over at Neo, her little nose scrunching up, then back to Cass. “You made me lose.”
“Just wait,” I say, nodding my head over at Neo, who’s now covering his belly.
“Okay, that was a bad idea. I don't feel so good.”Big baby.
“Now you get to have room for ice cream while Uncle Neo suffers with a bellyache.”
“No fair,” Neo pouts. I get up from the table, and lean over, making sure to shove my tits into his face.
“Don't worry, my Pet. I’ll give you something else for dessert later.” My voice is low and sultry as I speak directly in his ear. He lets out a painful groan, but I don’t think it’s from eating too much food. I chuckle and stand up, looking over to find Cass watching us, brow pinched. I’ve been giving Neo more attention, but I’ve gotten used to Neo being around all the time, and not just for sex. Neo and I have gotten a lot closer than the others since everyone came back into my life, but I know that has to change now because I’m not only in a relationship with one of them. They all deserve the same amount of attention, I can't favor one over another.
I stalk towards him, putting an extra sway in my step, and his hungry eyes follow my every move. I run my hand up his cheek, cupping it just so, and lean in, placing a teasing kiss on his lip before giving it a little nip. “I’ll bring yours to bed.” I pull back and give him a wink, taking a step back to look down at the bulge in his pants. Now I wanna drag him into his room and slurp him down like a freezie.
“Mama, Daddy.” We both snap out of our little, horny standoff, and look down at the child we forgot was in the room. She’s turned around in her seat, looking up at the both of us. “Can I have a baby brother or sister?”
My eyes go comically wide, and Neo starts to howl with laughter.
“Umm,” Cass says awkwardly, looking up at me with panic-filled eyes as he scratches the back of his head.
“Don't look at me.” I shake my head, taking a step back. I love kids, but there’s no fucking way I’m ready to give up my lifestyle to be pregnant. And for fuck’s sake, I just started to date these guys. “I gotta go,” I say, heading towards the exit, needing to get the fuck out of here. I am not having this conversation.
“Where are you going?” Cass questions at my retreat.
“To find your brother. He can’t hide from me forever!” I call back.
“Guess there is something that scares the big, bad Queenie,” Neo snickers.
“You’re gonna pay for that later!” I yell, slamming the door behind me. We both know that’s what he wants.
Axel
“YOU LOOK ALL LONELYsitting over here drinking by yourself. Why don't you come home with me? I’ll make you feel better.” The blonde with big tits slurs as she tries to touch me for the fifth time.
“Look, lady, I already declined nicely. You're starting to piss me off,” I warn, but she's too drunk to take a hint.
The woman isn't unattractive, and if this was four months ago, I would have taken her up on her offer. Hell, I wouldn't have thought twice about going back to her place. I would have had her on her knees choking on my cock before I fucked her in the bathroom stall.
But now, all I can think of isher.Fucking Harlow. As much as I can't stand that woman, she lives rent-free in my head. She’s always there. Even when I close my eyes and I jack myself off.And do I watch porn anymore?Nope, I just replay that fucked-up game of chicken when she fucked Neo as I jacked myself raw.God, I’m fucked in the head.
“Come on, big guy, I can rock your world.” I grunt, helping her right herself with a look of annoyance when she trips into me.
“Hi there, sweetie.” A sugary sweet but deadly voice comes from behind me. My body locks up while a million thoughts filter through my head. I knew she would find me. I was just hoping to get as much time away before going back to the shit show that I call my life.
But, was it worth drinking yourself to sleep every night by yourself in a hotel room?Face it, asshole, you’re butt hurt over the past and it’s clouding your stupid brain, and making you think you hate the woman you’re in love with.
“Hi?” the woman says, the word coming out as a question, and squinting her eyes at the new woman behind me. “Do I know you?”
“Not personally, but I think you know of me,” she purrs, placing her hand on my shoulder like she is claiming me. Owning me. I guess, in a way, she does, and that's what I fucking hate. She hasn't acknowledged me yet. Her full focus is on the threat in front of her. Well, I wouldn't really call her a threat because Harlow could have her flat on her ass with a blade to her throat in a second, but anything is a potential threat in her eyes.
My body reacts to her touch, liking her deadly hands on me more then I care to admit.
“And you are?”
“Queenie, nice to meet you.” I snort a laugh, knowing damn well that's a lie. Her nails dig into my arm as a silent warning, but the pain goes right to my cock.Fucking traitor.
“Robyn, please leave,” the bartender begs. I just stare down at my drink, wishing I was anywhere’ but here.
“Why do I have to leave? I was here first,” the girl argues, but I can see her eyes flicking to Harlow and then the bartender with slight fear. At least her brain isn't so drowned in alcohol that she doesn’t know when she's in danger.