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“All I smell is a secret queef between you two.”
My eyes bounce from Vale, her hair in another elegant twist, and Ruby, who looks equally glamorous, and that’s when I notice.
“Wait,” I ask Vale, leaning closer. “When did you pierce your face?”
“A few weeks ago.” Blood rushes Vale’s guilty cheeks. “It’s no big deal. It’s a Monroe piercing. You know, for our name.”
“Uh, you know, for your bullshit.” I laugh, pointing to Ruby. “It matches hers. Same diamond. Same place. And you’re both staying at the Ritz and bailing on me tonight. I know you’re in a pussy pact, planning something. What is it?”
It’s not a stretch. Vale’s the manager of Delta’s and Stacey, the owner, said Ruby shops there a lot lately.
Want more clues?
Vale’s been fucking and falling in love with Mr. Nash Allen during his secret meetings. And Ruby fronts a secret group of closeted NFL players and other professionals who host poly parties.
Professionals? Parties? Meetings? Poly?
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “Please tell me you’re in a three-decker with Mr. Allen. Please tell me you’re the only human alive who’ll marry Vale.” I grab Ruby’s hand. “I’ve always wanted a badass sister.”
“You cum sponge,” Vale scoffs. “I’m your badass sister. And no, we’re not in a three-decker with Nash.”
But I glance at Ruby, searching her eyes.
My twin is too good at lying to me. For years, she denied brushing our dog with my hairbrush.
But Ruby is new to our deception. Something glimmers in her dark blue eyes. “Ah-hah!” I point. “I knew it! You’re up to something.”
“Not everyone eats three-layered cake.” Vale sounds annoyed, which means I’m right.
“Uh, obviously.” I laugh. “You two are with more than three. You’re in a baker’s dozen. Question is with who? Who gave you matching Monroes?”
Ruby shakes her head. “We were warned you’d do this.”
“Do what?” I flex my hand over my chest. “Spot a cocks and cunts party a mile away? Sorry, not sorry, I’m a bloodhound for kink.”
“No.” Vale jumps in. “We were warned you’d ruin the surprise.”
“What surprise?”
“The one waiting outside the back door for you,” Vale confesses. “The reason we have plans tonight and aren’t staying at your house. The reason I’ve been a mule of sex supplies for your horny boyfriends. So shut up and go have a cocky celebration.” She kisses the air. “Love you, bitch.”
“Love you, cunt.” Ruby does the same.
But I wag a finger, walking backward toward the storage room door, hoping to glimpse their true conspiracy.
“Okay,” I say. “I’ll go get surprise fucked, but I know you’re up to some fucking, too.”
They don’t answer, and my wheels are still turning about my twin and friend while I wave goodbye to the store manager and her staff.
Then I push open the back door. It slams behind me as I step into the Atlanta night. It’s warm. It’s dark. It takes a second to see…
Beau’s truck isn’t here.
No one is.
“What the fu?—”
I don’t even finish my curse before I’m grabbed from behind, a hand covering my screaming mouth. My pulse explodes, my ears ringing in terror as lips press to one.
