Page 33 of The Warren Effect


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“Thorn In My Ass, my office now,” Tank barked.

Vulture glared, watching her closely.

Rose sighed. They parted, allowing her to walk past them and then fell into rank behind her. Her temper grew as she wrenched open the door and stomped her way into the kitchen. Franny was standing by the island, wringing her hands. Relief washed over her face when she saw Rose.

“Sorry,” she whispered, taking the boxes from Rose’s hands.

“Office, Rosey,” Roach clipped.

Rose gave Roach a saucy smile and walked down the hall toward the office marked Prez. She didn’t bother to knock since they were waiting on her, and Roach was right behind her, herding her.

“Sit,” Tank commanded.

“Bunny, you need to calm down. It looks like you are about to have an aneurysm.”

“Woman, you will be the cause of it if I do.”

“If you were mine, I would take you over my knee and redden your ass until you couldn’t sit.”

“Good thing I’m not yours then, isn’t it Birdy?”

“Rosey, I know lockdown has been going on longer than anyone planned, but the same rules apply. You cannot go outside by yourself. If someone snatched you,” Roach trailed off.

“If someone snatched me, you would have more to worry about than warehouse robberies.”

“Explain,” Vulture barked.

“I bet Tanya is free if you need to work off some stress,” Rose told him.

“Thorn, you have two seconds to start talking before I take off my belt.”

“Franny is my friend,” Rose scowled. “Even if it would clear all Lucas’ debt, the answer is no.”

“Sweetheart, he is going to spank your ass with the belt,” Roach chuckled. “As hot as that would be to watch, we have to save that for later.”

“I’m busy later,” Rose told them. “It’s not a big deal. I just went to the freezer. Franny fell asleep at the bar because Bunny kept her up all night. Her lady parts are sore. Draw her a bath before bed tonight. She will be extra grateful.”

“Thorn,” Bunny rumbled.

“Fine. I went outside without anyone. It won’t happen again. Can I go make dinner now?”

“No,” Vulture fumed.

“Is someone bothering you? One of the girls, maybe?” Roach asked.

“No,” Rose looked confused. “Why would one of the hoe-leaders bother me? It’s not like we are in competition.”

“I know I will regret this, but what is a hoe-leader?” Tank rubbed his temple while he waited for Rose to answer.

“Hoes, well, I’m sure you know what those are. Leader is for cheerleader because they are all about raising the morale of the club. Hence, hoe-leader.”

“Why me?” Tank sighed heavily. “Stick with free pussy or free P.”

“I kinda like it,” Roach nodded.

“Of course you would. You’re just waiting for her to crook her little finger at you so you can hit that.”

“Still not happening,” Rose interjected.

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