Page 165 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

Mark turns to me slowly. “Oh, my darling sister. Let me demonstrate.”

Five alphas step in front of me, but that leaves Pix exposed, and Mark goes straight for his best friend.

“WAIT! OWWWWWWWW! Fuck, Mark. I hope she finds the most straight-laced proper girl for you ever!”

Pix, who is holding his nipple, which I’m not sure is still attached or not, flinches when Mark smacks the back of his head.

If anyone tries to do that to me, I’m spilling blood.

“Hey! Are you going to let him assault me? Attack! Attack!” Pix says to our alphas.

Rolly flexes lazily and heads up the porch. “Mrs Sanderson, what’s for eating?”

King glances between them and shrugs. He grabs my wrist and tows me away, leaving Roseland, Sage, and Blaze to referee.

Meg trots up the stairs with us. “I love your dress.”

“I hate it.”

“Why are you wearing it?”

“Blaze thought it looked pretty.”

Meg nods thoughtfully. “Come with me.”

I follow her into the bathroom where she grabs the material, rips up the seam, and then wraps it around my upper thighs, making the dress tight and much shorter.

I can move without tripping over yards of fabric.

“Thank you,” I say, almost in tears.

She leads me back out, where we find Bonnie sitting on the couch, glaring up at her alphas.

“Come on, Bonnie.”

“Nope.”

“It’s just one little hotel.”

“If you want to renovate a hotel, by all means, go and do it. I’ll stay here.”

“But-”

She narrows her eyes. “I am sorry, but you know my line in the sand. I’m not going back to be a spectacle for the news people. If you want this project, go for it. I will wait for you here.”

Vale bumps fists with Kota. “Told ya.”

“Thank god. Someone tell them we can’t do it.”

Bonnie raises her eyebrows. “I’m sorry, are you using me as an excuse to get out of work?”

Vale shrugs and straddles her, kissing her forehead. “Yes, yes, I am.”

Rory slinks in, spots Vale, and grabs him around the middle, tossing him off so he can take his place.

“Would you like a chocolate?”

“Always.”