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“I’m so sorry, y’all,” is all I can say. “I should’ve known she’d do this. The only thing Amber influences is low self-esteem.”
“Even so,” Blair sighs, “it’s not your fault. You can’t stop her.”
“The fuck we can’t,” Beau snarls, jumping up, aiming for his bedroom.
“Where are you going?”
“To call my lawyer,” he answers me. “I’m about to influence a lawsuit against Amber Kostas.”
While he’s gone, I kneel in front of Blair, sitting on the sofa. She’s staring into space, blinking back tears, I can tell.
“Hey,” I soothe gently, brushing her hair back. “Tell me how I can make this right for you.”
“You can’t.” She shrugs. “I can’t put my heart, soul, and art out there and expect everyone to love it.”
“But they don’t have to be hateful.”
“They do if they hate themselves.”
I nod because she’s right. I have my critics, and I don’t mind. But I also have trolls who think I breathe wrong. I try to reason that they’re so into trashing my life because, sadly, they have none.
But still.
We all have hearts that can hurt.
“Come here.” I pull her into a hug. She’s so petite, and I’m so tall; her face nestles perfectly against my chest while I’m kneeling. “I’m really sorry.” I hold her. I kiss her hair. “I’ll tell Kylie to throw Amber some shade.”
She mutters in my embrace, “You know Kylie Jenner?”
“Met her at a Clippers game. She liked me more than Amber, but that’s not a stretch. Amber’s got the personality of hiccups. You hold your breath until she’s gone.”
I make her laugh and she pulls back, gazing at me. “Thank you.”
Ice blue and white mix in her teary eyes, making them that captivating silver color, and “I really want to kiss you to make it better” escapes from my lips.
“You can,” she softly answers. “But let’s wait for him.”
I rise, sitting beside her, protectively wrapping my arm over her shoulder. She nestles into me until Beau returns.
The good news is Beau has enough money to sue someone for defamation and libel to the point where you’d slander yourself to make him stop. The bad news is…
Blair can’t win.
“My lawyer said since it’s not a false statement,” Beau explains, taking his seat on the other side of her, “we won’t win, but we sure can scare her.”
“It’s kinda sexy,” I admire. “Hell, I’d want the whole world to believe someone wrote a hot romance book inspired by me. The bigger the blue alien cock, the better.”
You’d think they’d answer with laughs or laments, but they’re silent.
Stone, cold silent.
“What?” I ask as a chuckle starts in Beau and carries to Blair. “What did I say?” They’re acting weird. “What the fuck did I say?”
They keep laughing, and I keep getting annoyed until finally, Blair exclaims, “We did it! Okay?”
“Did what?”
“Beau fucked me wearing a big blue alien cock sheath. He even blindfolded and tied me down. He was Valen, the Vulgarian, and he abducted me, planting his milky alien seed inside me.”
