Page 44 of King of Clubs

“Mate, you don’t even let your employees in this office, yet you had fucking heart eyes when I came up. I just want you to admit it to me.”

“Oh, piss off,” I said, shoving his shoulder as he stumbled back.

“Okay, okay. I get it, you aren’t interested,” putting his drink down, he headed for the door. “Might go see if she prefers blondes then,” he took off running as I lunged for him, and I could only laugh as he nearly tripped down the stairs in the process.

Marlee

Chapter Sixteen

“Start talking because Andy says those stairs you just came from lead to Sebastian’s private office,” Arna squeaked, her feet tapping under the table the second I returned.

Flick leaned in close and inhaled deeply, “You smell like sex, you little freak.”

My eyes widened and I slapped a hand over her mouth as I noticed Jack glance our way, clearly having heard her despite the loud music. I couldn’t help the tight-lipped smile spreading across my face at Arna’s eyes darting between Seb’s office, Flick and then me in a never-ending loop. It quickly became too much and a laugh burst out of me.

“Tell me you were not just pounded while I’ve been sitting here, moister than an oyster, in desperate need of relief,” Arna said exasperatedly.

“Excuse you, your fiancé’s hand has been knuckle-deep for at least half an hour. If anyone is upset it should be me given it’s been nearly 365 days since anyone entered my vagina and even then, shewore gloves and used a speculum.” Flick responded and I giggled.

“When a pap smear counts as action you know things are bleak,” I joked. “You should try living with these two though. I have noise cancelling headphones for a reason.” I added, enjoying the way the conversation was not currently on me.

“Did you ladies want another drink?” Jay called.

Felicity’s head spun in his direction so fast, her thick auburn hair whipped through my drink and onto my face. “On behalf of every woman here, no,” she answered.

“Ignore her. I want another,” I called before he took her answer literally. Whatever weird feud was occurring between them did not need to impact my need for a drink especially if I didn’t have to move to get one.

“So aggressive, Autumn. Need me to alleviate some of that anger for you? I could end your dry spell?” Jay was all charm and Arna and I hid our laughter behind our nearly empty drinks knowing Flick was about to blow a head gasket.

“Alleviate this,” she flipped her middle finger in his direction with a scowl and his resounding laugh was enough to send us all into a fit of giggles.

“Autumn?” Arna asked, one brow cocked sassily.

“I could watch you two argue all day, honestly,” I added honestly.

“I’ve never met anyone so infuriating. Even his voice makes me want to claw out his eyeballs and don’t even get me started on that nickname.”

“It’s cute,” I said, “I would die to have a guy give me an adorable nickname like that.”

“Remember when that guy – what was his name – in like Year Nine started calling you Labs because of the dog in that movie Marley and Me?”

“That was the least adorable nickname ever. I don’t want to be nicknamed after a fucking dog, I want something sweet like Autumn,” I sighed dreamily.

“It’s not adorable, it’s annoying and he needs to stop or I’m going to kick him,” Arna and I laughed as she pouted.

“Jay’s right. You are aggressive. It’s definitely sexual tension. You guys should just do us all a favour and hate fuck,” Arna said with a shrug.

“Absolutely not!” Flick admonished, a look of pure disgust creasing her features. “I would never touch that arrogant piece of shit. Anyway, can we get back to what is important? Marls, did you just get ploughed by Seb?” She had the decency to look marginally sorry for the obvious deflection and I rolled my eyes.

“Fine, but one of these times you are going to have to tell us why you hate Jay so much,” I huffed. Lowering my voice so none of the boys overheard. “I didn’t fuck him, no. But...” I took a sip of my drink, pondering the best way to recount what happened upstairs.

“But?” Arna asked impatiently, her hand gesticulating wildly for me to continue.

“But, he may or may not have just given me the quickest, hottest and most intense orgasm of-my-life,” I bit my straw, smiling at the eruption of squeals coming from either side of me as Arna and Felicity responded in the way only the best bitches can. No judgement or truths, just straight up drunk encouragement.

“Are we talking cunnilingus or some decent finger-banging?” Arna whispered.

“Oh my god. Settle down with the vocabulary turbulence,” I replied, unable to hide the blush creeping onto my cheeks as I nervously twirled my bracelet. “But B. Option B.”

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