Page 35 of The Princess & the Prospect
“Yeah, but I’m not marrying that pussy, and I’m not dicking it at the same time someone else is either,” he stated before shoving another piece of toast in his mouth. A redheaded woman had just walked in as he was saying that and she apparently took offense, because I watched as her eyes began to well up with tears just before she turned and stomped off. My attention on her had Rabbit glancing over his shoulder too. He let out a long sigh, and then just shrugged his shoulders. “Better she knows that now than her trying to catch feelings that will never be returned. These women don’t get it. They’re here as convenient pussy. Almost no one marries convenient pussy. Hell, normally I don’t even fuck the pussy the guys keep here.” He pointed to where the girl had just left the room. “That’s exactly why too. They think they’re going to get a proposal or something. The guys here who get mixed up in the marriage and old lady business marry the ones that all their brothers haven’t had their dicks in yet.” I could definitely second that thought.
“The thing is, most of them understand that, and they’re just here to get the bills paid and have a good time while they can, you know? But there’s no process to be able to weed out all the ones who are secretly hoping to land an old man.”
“I get where that could be a problem.”
“We try to keep the drama with the BRATs down here, so when one catches feelings and those feelings aren’t reciprocated we usually let them go, unless they can prove it won’t be a problem. So, if you ever need us to do something about one of them just say the word.”
“Nah, man. I’m straight. I won’t ever be with any of them enough to allow those feelings to develop.”
“I heard you don’t fuck any of them, that true?” He was eyeing me oddly then.
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“What’s up with that?”
“Exactly what we’ve been talking about. I can get a blow job that takes the edge off, give them nothing, and then no feelings.”
“Damn, dude, that’s kind of cold.”
“No, it’s just honest. I don’t want anything from any of them. If they offer up something, and don’t get what they want one of the other guys usually steps in any way. No big deal.”
Rabbit nodded his head sagely before spitting out a hard truth. “Eventually, you’re going to get over that bitch of an ex of yours fuckin’ you over the way she did. When you do, it’ll be because a woman you can’t look away from walked through the door.” I noticed his attention moved to Charlie, the woman who had become our Vice President’s old lady recently, who had just come through into the kitchen.
“Great party last night, Tango. Congrats on becoming a full member!”
“Thanks, Charlie.”
Rage was quick on her heels sweeping in behind her, locking his arms around her waist, making her giggle as he then scooped her up while whispering something in her ear. Rabbit looked away.
“That a problem for you?”
“Nah, she’s a cool chick, and perfect for Rage. Obviously.”
“Mm,” I made the noise in the back of my throat, because it seemed to me that Rabbit had a bit of a crush on the woman, and that maybe his sage advice was also something he was trying to convince himself of. I knew there was no way Charlie had fucked him over, but maybe he wasn’t as immune to catching feelings for people as he seemed to think he was.
