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“Your hard cock against me says otherwise.”

“Go tend to her before I decide to teach you a lesson,” I gritted out, climbing off him, but that just amused him more.

“Oh, bending me over will definitely make you feel straighter. Good idea.” He left the room, glancing back at me and not bothering to hide the tent in his pants. As much as Drake loved praise, he loved being thrown around in the bedroom too. “And just so you know, blowing your load in her only opened up the conversation about your sperm being dead, so that wasn’t the smartest idea.”

“You fucking told her? That was private!” I barked, his shoulders lifting in a half shrug.

“I didn’t explain it, I just let them know they didn’t have to rush her off to the clinic or something.”

“Cruz knows too?” Embarrassment and rage hit me, and I considered dragging Drake back into my room and fucking his ass raw so that he couldn’t sit down and gossip at tea parties for a while. “That’s not your business to discuss.”

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

“It is when you drag your business into mine. Penn’s mine and Cruz’s business, so I told her because she had a right to know you hadn’t just deliberately knocked her up.”

He looked so mad at me for that, and I stayed silent as he shut the door to go and fuss over Penn, leaving me to put another fucking hole in my wall.

Chapter Thirteen

Penn

I’d only just gotten comfortable in bed between Drake and Cruz when Stone shoved the door open, giving me a flat look.

“Why aren’t you ready?”

“For what?”

“Gun training. I told you about it yesterday. Get the fuck up or I’ll drag you down to the gun range in whatever you’re wearing under that blanket,” he answered, giving Cruz a dirty look. “Aren’t you supposed to be running surveillance?”

“I was until Knox—” Stone didn’t let Cruz finish.

“If Penelope is stupid enough to get naked for Knox, that’s her own problem. She surely didn’t believe they’d snuggle afterwards,” he scoffed. “She’s lucky he didn’t nail her in the hallway.”

“He hurt her,” Drake stated but Stone was sick of the argument already.

“You have two seconds to get the fuck up and walk out that door, or I’m dragging you. I won’t ask again, Penelope.”

I didn’t want the asshole to see me naked, he didn’t deserve that shit, but I climbed out of bed anyway and strolled towards him, putting my hands on my hips in front of him.

“Satisfied, boss?”

“Put some fucking clothes on,” he demanded, and Drake groaned.

“Does she have to?”

Stone glared at him while I wandered to my bags and bent over, taking my time to find some clothes before getting dressed. Cruz was smirking at me, knowing exactly what I was up to, but he didn’t mention it.

“Can we come too?” Cruz asked, his eyes leaving me to look at Stone. “We’ll be good.”

“No. You’ll distract her. You want me to treat her like everyone else? Then do shit my way,” Stone warned, and I noticed he was still watching me as I slid my pants up my legs.

I smiled, giving him a wink.

“If you’re a good boy I might even blow you to put a smile on your face.”

Stone stalked out, muttering about me being a cunt under his breath, and I gave the guys a quick kiss before jogging to catch up to Stone who was almost at the front door.

“Where are we going? Don’t you have a shooting thingy here?”

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