Page 57 of Rule

I couldn’t exactly remembereverythingthat happenedlast night, but I did remember asking them to fuck me. I groaned, fresh heatblooming in my cheeks as my head ached even more with the extra blood rushingto it. Oh God, what did happen last night? I had some confusing memories of kissingsomeone… Bran, maybe? Or Court? Hell, it could have been both… I couldn’tremember.

All I knew was that I’d made a fool of myself and possiblytold them that I was afraid of banging the king and… oh my God, I couldn’t go intothe kitchen. I just couldn’t.

You have to, Evie. You need to apologize. Just be anadult and say you’re sorry and then never, ever, ever drink wine ever again.

I sucked in a breath, walked into the kitchen and sat downin my usual seat.

“Hi, Evie girl!”

Bella’s voice was decidedly loud this morning. I tried notto wince as I smiled at her. “Hi, Bella.”

“Look, I colour!” Bella showed me the piece of paper sittingnext to her bowl of faven. It was a picture of what I was pretty certain was aSkuun. Bella had scribbled yellow and red over the entire piece of paper, noteven close to staying in the lines, but I smiled again at her.

“Good job, Bella. Is that a Skuun?”

“Skuun!” Bella hollered before waving her arms and her tailin the air.

She was holding her spoon in one hand and faven flew throughthe air and landed with a splat on my arms.

“Bella,” Bran scolded lightly. “No pretending to be a Skuunat the breakfast table. Apologize to Evelyn for getting faven on her.”

“Sorry, girl.” Bella patted my arm with the end of hertail. “Girl mad at Bella?”

“No, honey, I’m not mad.” I took the napkin Court held outto me and wiped the faven from my arms. “Thank you, Court.”

“You are welcome, Evelyn.”

I glanced up at him, my breath catching in my throat. The wayCourt was looking at me. Like he was a large jungle cat and I was his prey was…shit… was it turning me on?

I swallowed hard, the napkin pressed against my arm. What thehell happened last night? I hadn’t actually slept with them, had I?

Don’t be stupid, Evie. You were fully dressed when youwoke up. You think you stripped, fucked them, and then got dressed again?

“Here, human.”

Bran was holding out a bowl of faven and Idropped the napkin and took the bowl. He wasn’t looking at me like he wantedto lick me all over. In fact, he wasn’t looking at me at all, and dismayflooded through me.

I took a deep breath. “I need to apologizefor last night. I’m sorry for what I said and did.”

“It is fine.” Bran was stirring the favenin his bowl and still not looking at me. “You were,” he glanced at Bella, “notyourself. We understand.”

“I found the wine at the back of the fridgeafter I put Bella to bed and thought I would have half a glass,” I said. “I didn’trealize it would affect me the way it did. I’m so sorry.”

“We know,” Bran said. “You do not need tokeep apologizing. Is that not right, Court?”

Court didn’t reply and I risked anotherlook at him. He was still studying me with heat in his gaze and I squirmed inmy chair as my nipples hardened and my pussy tingled. What the hell washappening to me? How could a look affect me like this? There was something wrongwith me.

He touched your tits last night, do youremember? He kissed you and touched your tits after you begged him to fuckyou.

My face flamed and I stared unseeingly intomy bowl of faven. Oh God. Was it possible for someone to die of embarrassment?

“Court,” Bran prompted.

“He is right,” Court finally said. Hisvoice was low and rough. I wondered if that’s how he would sound after we fucked.After he’d cum in me and we were lying in bed, warm and content and –

Evie, stop!

“Okay,” I croaked out. “Well, I appreciatehow understanding you’re being.”

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