Just then, Justice head-butts him, and Tobias falls back.
“Fucking animal!” Max yells.
“Fuck him up, JT!” Amias cheers.
I grin as Justice jumps up and pounces on him. Blow after blow, and I don’t feel the least bit sorry for Tobias after what he just pulled on Justice.
The bell rings, and our whole section cheers.
Justice doesn’t go to his corner; he comes to the side. “Hope you pulled an extra steak out for tonight. Probably gonna have a goose egg.” He winks as we laugh, and then he walks very casually, with a helluva swagger, to his corner.
“Remind me; is that little bounce in his step considered cocky, conceited, or confident?”
“With him, it’s confidence. With you, who knows?”
“A secret, Miss Steel?”
I nod. “Sure.”
“I was terrified, standing in front of your family.”
“Yeah, right.” I laugh.
“Dead serious.”
The bell rings again.
Harrison laughs. “Oh, look, here she comes again. This time looking straight off Pornhub.”
I smirk as I watch her walk around, looking like a hooker.
“Pornhub wouldn’t even have her!” Patrick yells over the crowd. “She’s got no curves.”
“Curves are everything,” Harrison says, and I look up at him. He leans down and whispers, “Completely and totally mesmerized by your ass.”
“Oh my God, shut up!”
“I’ve tried. I can’t. Never wanted to eat an ass before you moved here, but I can’t imagine it not tasting like cavi—”
“Stop it!” I laugh.
He grins. “I’d lick it every day. Twice on Sundays.”
I swear my face is on fire, and when I turn away, I see Dee kissing Tobias again. But this time, he’s got his hand on her hip, squeezing it like he did mine just yesterday.
I look down, and Harrison lifts my chin. “I’ll never tell you I’m not an asshole or that I’m perfect, but I promise you right now, I will never be that guy.”
“Just shut up and kiss her then,” Brisa grumbles.
“May I?” he asks.
I nod … and so he does.
It’s soft, it’s sweet, and he tastes like peppermint and smells like musk and money.
Against my lips, he whispers, “How many dates do I need to take you on before I get to lick it?”
I laugh and push him away.
“Don’t hate, Miss Steel. You girls have the rules, and we men have Pornhub. It’s a tricky situation for us to navigate, so I’m going to ask and not assume.”
Kiki sighs. “I wanted to hate your freaking guts, too.”
My head’s not spinning, but I feel okay with this.
Why waste time with someone who doesn’t want you when you have someone who’s a different kind of hot, admits he doesn’t know what he’s doing, asks you to navigate, and wants to lick your ass daily … twice on Sundays?
Smiling, I look up to find Tobias is glaring at me. I shrug and give him a little fuck you look, which he absolutely deserves. Nostrils flaring, head nodding, he turns and looks at Justice, who’s coming toward him. His jaw tenses, and he steps forward, arm swinging from the side. It’s as if it’s all playing out in slow motion. I know what’s coming next.
“Nooooo!” I scream as Justice’s head snaps violently to the left, and then Tobias hits him on the right, causing blood to fly out of his mouth.
“I hate you! I fucking hate you, Easton! Justice! Get up!” I slide under the rope as tears fall down my face and immediately get pulled back.
“Let me go!” I scream. “Let me go!”
The others are screaming, too, but I have no idea what they’re saying as the sound of rushing blood fills my head.
Still being held up, I pull my knees to my chest and cry as I watch Tobias turn and walk away. “Let me go!”
“Wipe your eyes, Truth. You’re missing what’s going to be your favorite part,” Harrison whispers.
I run my sleeve under my eyes then my nose and watch as Justice pushes himself up, spits blood onto the mat, and yells, “Where the fuck are you going? We ain’t done.”
Tobias squats down and taps the mat.
“You gonna bitch out?” Justice yells at his retreating back.
“You have got to be kidding me.” Harrison laughs as he sets me on my feet. “To show myself where my loyalties will now lie, I bet on your brother, and he just fucking won.”
I smile and start to wipe my eyes.
“Allow me.” He whips out a hanky and begins dabbing under my eyes. “In case you missed it, that’s a big sign.”
I nod. “Yeah, it was.”
Chapter Nineteen
Idiom
In the same boat.
Truth
Different f’ing ocean.
Lying in bed, cuddled up to Kiki, with Brand on the other side of her at the rental, I watch as the sun comes up. I haven’t slept a wink, and I’m not even a little bit tired.
All of us, Brand included, who was “blending in” by dressing up as a hip hop artist, which would have been hilarious had it not been for the fact that no one was aware of it, because it took all of us to get Justice out of the warehouse because he was hell-bent on finishing the fight. It wasn’t until someone yelled “cops” that myself, Patrick, Max, and Amias finally got him in the vehicle and legit had to sit on him to keep him in.
Brand, aka B-Dog, was in the driver’s seat of Justice’s car and none of us had a clue who the hell he was or how he even got in, so I snatched his wig. We all lost our shit, including Kiki, who was driving my Rover and saw it all happen.
Once we got back, Brand cooked and Justice flipped the hell out for an hour, until he ate, and then we all crashed.
The parents would be proud. Not an ounce of alcohol was consumed.
I sigh. Lovely fucking night.
In Tobias’s defense, and I will never defend him again, he didn’t leave a mark that couldn’t be hidden by a couple days’ worth of stubble.
Brand whispers, “She awake?” and Kiki hushes him.
“Been awake all night, B-Dog,” I answer.
Kiki starts giggling, and Brand pushes up on his elbows, smiling.
“Look at your husband; he didn’t even get any last night and he’s still happy.”
Kiki rolls over and snuggles up to me. “He’s so annoying.”
He pushes up off the bed. “You have an hour to do whatever you need to do, then it’s off to our little Falcons nest, wife.” He smacks her ass before walking out the door, leaving Kiki and me alone for the first time since all hell broke loose.
She sighs. “We have one hour to talk this all through. Spill it.”
“Not much to spill.”
She rolls to her side and props her head up on her hand. “What’s your name?”
“Oh, shut it.”
“What’s your name?” she asks again more firmly.
“Truth,” I groan out.
“Then don’t give me anything but.”
I roll to my side. “This stays here.”