Page 39 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

“Whatever.” Atlee groaned and rolled his eyes. “If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to pick one.”

“I’m not fucking the blonde. She’s taken at least ten cocks tonight.”

“Exactly.” Atlee nodded. “She’s good to go.”

Since when did he give a fuck about good to go? Two feet and a heartbeat was all Atlee required, and sometimes I questioned the heartbeat part.

Then I saw the blonde he was watching. She wasn’t extraordinary. Long legs, nice shape and had a decent ass from what I could tell. The black headband in her hair however was reminiscent of a certain church girl I knew. Apparently Atlee was in the mood to hate fuck someone.

“You gonna make her pray first?”

Atlee’s lip curled as he shot me a dirty look, then went back to watching the blonde get railed.

I had reasons to hate Nova. Atlee’s reason for hating Sutton was because she thought she was better than everybody else, which I couldn’t argue with.

“What made you come?” Darry asked.

What he really meant to say was why was I here? I didn’t fuck the girls in here. Every time they asked me to join, I’d have some excuse. Mainly because I was fucking his mom, but he didn’t know that.

“Romeo pissed me off.” My gaze raked down the brunette’s side. She really did look like Nova. The tiny little thing even shivered like her.

Darry snorted, “How’s that different from any other day?”

“He was there when Atlas was killed.”

They both stopped and looked my way.

Darry cocked a brow, “Romeo was there?”

“In the same bar?” Atlee added.

“Yup.” I nodded. “And he didn’t do a fucking thing.”

The brunette hugged her knees tightly to her chest as my eyes trickled down over the curve of her hip.

“Does your dad know?”

I shot Darry a look that said, ‘what the fuck do you think,’ then went back to the huddled form in the corner. They couldn’t say anything about that. He was the boss and the boss’s word was law. So, Atlee changed the subject.

“Well, don’t worry. We can help you blow off some steam.” He threw his thumb back at Darry. “As soon as this asshole picks someone.”

Darry shrugged. “I haven’t seen anyone yet.”

“This is bullshit.” Atlee whined. “All this prime pussy and my dick is sitting here unattended.”

“Prime my ass, this shit is used as fuck.”

I didn’t know if I’d call this prime either, although…

Darry and Atlee continued to argue while I tilted my head and watched as the brunette tried to push back into the wall. She was scared, timid, alone and helpless.

“What about that one?” They both turned to follow my gaze. “We could have fun with her.”

“Wait a minute…” Atlee’s brow rose. “We?”

“That’s what I said.”

Even Darry gave me a strange look. “You want to play with us?”

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