Chapter 15
Cassius
“Damnnnn,” Neo sayswith a whistle as we enter the penthouse suite Harlow booked us for our little‘guys’ weekend getaway.’The place is huge. As soon as you walk in, there's a wet bar on the right side of the room with a seating area consisting of a few couches and a big-screen TV. On the left side are three doors, most likely leading to the bedrooms and bathroom, and in between is a mini kitchen with a table in the middle of the room. For a hotel in this town, it's pretty fancy.
We came back to the town our grandfather lived in before he passed away. Sadly, the house was sold, and our mothers moved on to start the lives that they should have had ages ago, but I’m glad they’re getting that chance now. But the warehouse Neo loves to fight at is also here, so Harlow thought it would be a perfect place to go and let off some steam.
My brother and I have never been super close, which is surprising for twins, but we’ve always been good friends. Although the more he disrespects Harlow, the more we drift apart. What he’s jealous about what exactly, I don't know. Probably because she's with all of us except him. But can he really blame her? Who would want to try and be with someone who undermines their authority all the time and is constantly disrespectful?
Other than that punishment in the cage, she’s left him alone. There were a few times she has been very close to stabbing him, but the fucker only chooses to mess with Harlow around Rosie, making it so Harlow can't retaliate.
Beast has been dormant after being free for a whole month, and I know Neo will enjoy taking on a few fights. The rest of us will have to save the drinking for the hotel room because there's no way we are going to leave him unsupervised and possibly end up killing someone. Harlow may own the place, but she's not here to put fear into people, and Neo would just kill-first-think-later when attempting to warn them.
So this little getaway is gonna be good. With us getting our company back up and running while also having full custody to care for and parent Rosie, we’ve had little time to just relax and think straight. I’d rather be here alone with Harlow than with a bunch of dudes. We still haven’t had sex since that night on the roof, and I think it’s because there’s so much history with us. It’s not easy to turn over a new leaf with old feelings lingering.
I know Rosie is in perfect hands. Last time we came here, I was so worried about her, but Harlow would die for Rosie, and that says a lot about her. She’s grown to become such an amazing mom. I do have to say, the one thing I’m not thrilled about is the sassy attitude Rosie’s slowly adopting, but it's hard to avoid that when you have such a strong-willed and powerful mama at your side.
“This place is nice, but there's only three beds so, who wants to be bed buddies?” Neo grins, his eyebrows wiggling.
“Not it!” Dean says, putting his bag down on the floor next to the couch before going to look out the window that overlooks the town.
“Like fuck if I’m ever going to share a bed with you,” Axel mutters. Those two never really got along before Harlow came back into our lives and have been butting heads harder than ever now that she’s back. Neo is very protective of Harlow, and he hates anything negative being said about her. I’ve had to talk him down from killing Axel a few times. I think he was joking...I hope he was joking... but with Neo, you can never be too sure.
“Well, it looks like you’re stuck with me, Bestie,” Neo says, slinging his arm around me and planting a dramatically loud kiss on the top of my head.
“Get off me, you nut.” I laugh, pushing him away. He flops back onto the couch, putting his hands behind his head and his feet on the armrest. “Just make sure Little Neo stays away from me, and you keep to yourself.”
“Don't worry, Beast Jr. only gets hard for his Queen. And there's nothing little about my cock. Just ask Harlow. You’ve heard her scream my name as she came around it. A little dick wouldn’t be able to do that.”
“You sure do love to rub in the fact that you’re getting your dick wet on the daily. You know, some of us don't have that‘privilege.’” Axel growls, spitting out the last word mockingly.
“Well, maybe you should get the fuck over yourself and get up to speed with the rest of us. Talk to her about whatever it is that you are holding against her, and maybe you two can work something out,” I say, then look at Dean. “And you need to have that talk with Harlow. You two might be a hell of a lot better than before you fucked her on your desk, but if you want it to progress further, you need to come clean. She will understand you so much better if she knows why you did what you did all those years ago. I know we kept her from our fathers and told her only what she needed to know about our lives, but she's not that same girl we were trying to protect back then. She is now the kind of person our fathers would fear, even if they would never admit it.”
“I know.” He sighs, going over to the bar and grabbing a bottle of bourbon, pouring himself a drink, and downing the whole thing in one go. “It’s just... it’s a lot. And I’ve tried to keep that in the past as much as I could. Bringing it all back... yeah, that’s not something I’m looking forward to.”
“You guys act like you're all in some happy little relationship. Has anyone actually had sex with her since she’s been back?” Axel asks. Neo raises his head. “Not you, fucker! We all know you’ve been getting some.”
Neo just gives him a smug, cocky grin in return.
“Well, Cass has been getting his cock sucked. Harlow does enjoy her morning wake-up calls.” Neo laughs.
Crossing my arms, I narrow my eyes on him. “How the fuck do you know that?”
“When I hear moaning, damn right, I’m going to find out where it's coming from. And if I like what I see, I watch.” He grins.
“That's an invasion of privacy,” I say.
“Well, maybe invest in some locks for your door, because next time it could be Rosie who walks in, and I thought our goal is for her to have as little childhood trauma as possible. Oh, look, peanuts!” Neo says, rushing over to the basket of assorted snacks on the edge of the bar. I swear that man has a brain like a dog; more specifically like the dog, Doug, from the movieUp.It’s like everything is a fucking squirrel, and it steals his attention.
“Remind me to call a locksmith when I get back,” I mutter.
“So, what are we gonna do on this guys’ weekend Harlow sent us on?” Dean asks.
“Well, there's gonna be a packed house tomorrow night at the warehouse. Harlow signed Neo up last night.”
“Fuck, yes! Time to pound some flesh and spill some blood,” Neo mumbles around a mouthful of peanuts as he rubs his hands together like an evil villain.
“No drinking tomorrow night because we have to make surethat one...” I say, hitching a thumb over at Neo. “Does not kill anyone. This is supposed to be a fun weekend away. Extra drama and work isn't wanted.”