Page 50 of Play The Game

My brain goes blank, and when Ash’s head snaps around to look back at us, he’s all fury and rage. I shake my head at him with a look. Glass houses and all that.

When it’s clear he’s immune to my scolding, I speak before he can butt in. “I’m confiscating your phone. We’re making him come to you, remember? If he wants to try to tell you what sort of girl you are instead of seeing it for himself, then he’s a dick. You’ll feel better in the morning, and if he tries to make you feel bad about it, I’ll stab him. Or we can ask Illi to, he loves that shit.”

Avery laughs again and whispers, far too loudly so everyone hears her, “You didn’t tell me Illi was so fucking hot! Do you think his dick is tattooed too?”

I see the tension form in Harley and Ash’s shoulders as I giggle. I deliberate for a half a second but think, fuck it.

“I told you he’s married, right? Well, Odie told me he has her name tattooed down his dick because any girl that dares to go near it should be warned it belongs to her. I’m not sure if she was being serious, but I do know he has a piercing there. I haven’t seen it! A few Mounty girls told me about fucking him. Before Odie, obviously.”

Avery stumbles and my leg protests so fucking painfully as I hold her upright.

“A piercing?! Do you think he’d show it to me?”

“Avery, shut the fuck up!” Ash snaps, and I snort with laughter at them both as we finally get to the car. Avery frowns at him, but at least the tears are gone from her eyes.

Ash frisks Blaise for his keys, handing them off to Harley as he helps me into the back seat, and then practically pours Blaise in after me. Avery sits in the front passenger seat and Ash seethes about her drunken ramblings next to me. I feel like warning him that she’s just doing it to piss him off, but Avery needs to get her kicks somehow, I guess.

When we get back to the hotel room, the guys leave Blaise on the couch, and Ash stomps after Avery to start another argument with her. I wiggle my feet out of the boots, grabbing my knife to take with me to bed, and then move to follow the twins into our room.

I make it a single step before Harley catches me around the waist and drags me into his body. “Did you forget something, babe? You’re in my bed tonight. It’s my reward for not mouthing off to that sick fuck.”

Oh, right.

I turn in his arms, rubbing my face on his bare chest as I yawn, dead on my feet.

“I’m not sure you deserve it after your little private show for him.”

Harley hoists me into his arms and carries me to his bed. “That’s exactly why I deserve it, babe.”

I’m woken a few short hours later by a text from Doc checking in to see if I still need to see him. Smothering a groan, I flick him a quick text saying I’ll be an hour before I crawl out from underneath Harley and jump in the shower. I order an Uber as I throw on some shorts and one of Harley’s tees, then shove my cherry Docs on and swipe a room key from the side-table at the door.

“Where are you sneaking off to this early in the morning?” Ash whispers, and I jump about a mile in the air. Creepy fucker. He’s standing there, already dressed and with a cup of delicious smelling coffee in his hands. I think about wrestling it off of him.

“I’m going to see Doc. I have an appointment,” I whisper back, and try to ignore the blush that immediately starts.

Ash eyes my cheeks and quirks an eyebrow. “I’ll drive you in. We can pick up breakfast on the way back.”

Okay, that sounds amazing, but the chances of him waiting in the car while I’m in with Doc aren’t great. He hands me his coffee while he grabs his shoes and I drink the rest of it in a giant gulp. “I need to speak to him about birth control and my period. I didn’t think you’d want to sign up for a front row seat to that.”

Ash smirks and grabs his keys. “I’m glad you’re thinking about birth control, Mounty, and I’m not squeamish. Who the hell do you think helped Avery when she first got hers? I don’t give a shit. Now, do you want to take the Maserati or the Mustang?”

Fuck.

I guess he’s coming.

We take the Maserati because he has the keys for that already, and I don’t want this to end up a field trip to my uterus by asking Harley for the ‘Stang keys.

It’s strange to me that Ash has access to the largest amount of money and yet we’re borrowing cars from the other two. When I mention it, he smirks at me. “I have a collection of cars and if I brought any of them to the slums of Mounts Bay, I would have to stab someone for daring to breathe too closely. I leave them safely in the garage at Avery’s horse ranch.”

Huh.

Avery has a horse ranch?

Ash laughs at my expression. “She bought it freshman year and she’s been renovating it since. She’s been careful about keeping it a secret from Joey and Senior. She hates horses because she’s a germaphobe, but the land is in a prime and secluded location. She built a garage for me, and she’s been renovating rooms for us all too. She’ll start bugging you about moving into it during summer break soon.”

Huh.

Maybe I do have a house I need to have secured by the Coyote? I make a note to ask Avery about it.