Page 99 of Sinners Reunion

Cat sighs and shakes her head. “It’s nothing that potent. Just a CBD gummy I take at night to help quiet my mind. Negligible amounts of THC.”

“Are you sure about this?” Jim whispers. “You don’t know how it might affect you.”

He’s right. I should keep my wits about me. Any one of the three problems I’m juggling could slip from my focus if I’m not careful. There is too much riding on⁠—

“Don’t be a puss,” Bennett says.

Josie giggles. “Wait, that could work. Josie and the pussycat.”

Fuck it.

I tip my palm against my mouth and bite down on the chewy sweet. My body nearly bursts into convulsions as the bitter nip of THC blankets my tongue, followed by the distinct taste of sun cream. Whoever chose these flavors should be flogged and thrown into the nearest pit.

Before my stomach can protest, I swallow the vile chunks. I hold out my tongue to show them I’ve completed the task.

Josie fans her face. “Damn, put that back in your mouth before I come.”

“It is exceptionally long, isn’t it?” Eve says. “Good for you, honey.”

I snatch my tongue back into my mouth, and the girls burst into fits of giggles and doubled-over guffaws. I’m so glad I could entertain them.

I turn my sights on Josie. As I cock my head and smirk at her, she realizes what’s coming, and she stops smiling. “Truth or dare, my beauty?”

She raises her chin and smirks right back. “Truth.”

I’ve got her now. We’ll see who’s laughing after I ask this question.

“But tread lightly, King. If you want your dick sucked tonight, I’d be very mindful of what you choose to ask me.” She bats her long lashes, and damn her.

I do want my dick sucked tonight.

“How do you want your eggs cooked in the morning?” I ask.

The girls nod in approval and give me a smattering of applause for asking something so innocuous with undertones of romance. They have no idea. Because if she hadn’t stopped me, I’d have asked her why she wouldn’t kiss me. When she subsequently demanded a dare, I’d have forced her to press her lips to mine and end my torment.

Josie licks her lips. “I want my eggs like I want my pussy treated tonight.”

“Beaten and eaten?” I say.

The entire group erupts in shrieks and shouts, most of them shocked by what I’ve said, I’m sure. Aven and Bennett lean on each other, laughing hysterically as they try to hold the other upright.

“What’s so damn funny?” I say as I look around at them. “Is it so strange for an older man to have sexual interests?”

Ezra is the first to stop laughing. “You’re right, King. Apologies. But if it makes you feel any better, it’s not awkwardly funny because of your age.”

“It’s because you’re like a dad to all of us,” Kindra says, struggling—and failing—to hide her lingering laughter. “We’re a fucked-up family.”

“Grim and Rose can be our grandparents,” Maverick adds.

“Jim would be the fun uncle who takes us on dangerous summer vacations,” Josie says.

Bennett flails his hand toward the bus in the distance. “Maurice is our weird older cousin who beats off to QVC hand models at four in the morning when he thinks everyone is asleep.”

Everyone stops laughing and looks at him.

“That’s . . . oddly specific,” Eve says with a scrunch of her nose.

The group goes quiet, the game of truth or dare forgotten as we consider what sort of person would masturbate to QVC. The more I think about it, the funnier it gets, and I’m unable to hold back the giggles.