Page 34 of A Season Of Sin

Creature heaves a sigh and shakes his head when he pulls out his phone and shows me Gracie’s social media pages and the recent video of us decorating the Christmas tree together. Yeah… maybe I kissed her in the video, and maybe I kissed Jace, too, when we were decorating. She told us what to do as we listened to old-school Christmas tunes and sipped hot chocolate. It was…eh… fun. I guess. I liked it more than I thought I would. But it was more about them than the act of decorating. I don’t give a single fuck about Christmas.

Creature fast-forwards about a minute into the edited video, which only shows the key points of our tree trimming. I’m laughing at something one of them said, and she pokes me in the stomach. I swoop down and kiss her hard on the mouth, and the look on Jace’s face. Damn. He’s happy. Like, smiling big with soft eyes, and if you look close enough, I’m pretty sure he’s hard.

Fuck.

I’m so goddamn screwed.

When the video finishes, I’m a mess of feelings. Living it and seeing it from an outside perspective is a different ballgame.

We look good together.

Creature swipes through the comments and chuckles at how crazy they are.

Omg. I’m so jealous! Who’s the silver fox?

I didn’t know Jace was bi. The kiss. Gah! So hot!

Happy for you, Gracie.

To be sandwiched between those two. I’d die happy.

Wait. Gracie and Jace have a third? Since when?

Gracie! Where have you been hiding this hunk?

Creature clicks out of the video after I’ve read more than my fair share of randos thoughts, then switches back to Gracie’s social media page. There’s only one video with me up—the most recent. She posted it two days ago, and it already has over two million views.

Gripping the back of my neck, I stare up at the ugly sky. “Fuck.”

Creature whistles, impressed. “Two mill.”

“Yeah. If the brothers didn’t know I was bi before. They know now.” Everybody knows. Not that I care, but damn…

“Seein’ as we don’t give a fuck about that, and neither do the Sacred Sinners, I think you’re good.” Creature stows his cell and posts up next to me against the side of the van. Our shoulders knock as I process the news.

Blowing out a heavy breath, I run a hand through my hair. “I don’t care what the brothers think. Bear’s gay.” If the club gave a fuck who you stuck your dick in, I wouldn’t be part of this club.

Creature hums. “Right. He’s the prez in Texas.”

“Yep.”

“What’s it like?” Creature asks.

“What’s, what like?”

“Fuckin’ a chick and a dude at the same time?”

Peeking over at him, I smirk. “Why? You wanna find out?”

Creature flushes as he stares up at the clouds. “No. I… Never mind.”

I knock my shoulder into his. “Don’t never mind me. Say whatever you gotta say.”

A beat passes as he gathers up the courage to speak. “Necro, Coffin, and Rot share Sola. But they don’t… ya know.”

“They don’t fuck,” I fill in for him.

“Yeah. They share her, but not each other.”