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“Oh, you fucker. He almost shot me. Where the hell is he?” Jay bitches at the screen. He moves around like he can actually see around the trees and over the mountains. I laugh at him and get up from my seat. I go into the kitchen and grab each of us a drink. When I return to the living room, Dex is sitting back watching Jay play. I can only guess he’s been eliminated. I hand Dex his drink and put Jay’s on the table in front of him. We watch for a few more minutes until he almost yells the roof off.

“Fuck that shit. I shot at him. How the hell did he get the kill shot on me? Fucking game.”

“How old are you?” I joke.

“Piss off. You get pissed as much as me.” He is right: I do. The air shifts in the room and I see the brothers looking at me. Yeah, I knew this was coming.

“I know we’ve had a similar talk before, but we want to make sure you are one-hundred percent all in with Ivy. She’s our baby sister and we missed so much of her life. We want her with us for the rest of our lives, so if things go south with you guys, it’s you that goes, Luke. I won’t have our sister being uncomfortable around you, or Castle Ink.”

I sit forward so that my arse is on the edge of the seat. “I love her, boys. More than anything. Her and Carter mean the world to me. You might as well get used to seeing me, because I’m not going any-fucking-where,” I tell them in a very dominating voice. I love these boys like they’re my blood, but I need to show them that I am here to stay.

“You sure?” Jay asks.

“Fuck yeah.”

“Well, alright then, fucker. You can stay, I guess. You’re kinda a good tattooist,” Dex jokes. Bastard. But his face gets serious again. “But hurt her, Luke, and you know what will happen.” I nod.

“I know, and I don’t plan on it. I mean it.”

“Okay, enough of this heavy shit. I need to redeem myself with the stupid-arse game,” Jay says while loading up another game of Fortnite.

“If the game is shit, then why are you playing it?” I ask. He flips me off and carries on loading the game.

Dex’s phone dings, and he chuckles. He types back, just as another ding comes from his phone.

“Fuck,” he mutters, and adjusts his dick in his jeans.

“Dude, really?” I ask, nodding my head in the direction of his crotch.

“My girl is pissed as fuck and horny, according to this picture she just sent me. I’m getting me some wild, drunk sex tonight,” he says, rubbing his hands together and smirking. Damn, is Peaches as drunk as Addy?

“What about Ivy? How drunk is she?” I wiggle my eyebrows.

“I am not continuing this conversation. I don’t want to talk of you and my baby sister. That is just fucking wrong, man.” I laugh and smirk at him.

“Cassie is pissed as a fart. I need to go and pick them up. Be back in a bit,” Jay says, standing and walking out the door, shaking his head at the phone in his hand. Yeah, he’s going to have a laugh getting our girls home. God help him.

“I need to ask something before the piss-heads come home. I know that you say you love my sister, and you love Carter, but they have been through enough shit in their lives, and all I ask is that if you’ve had enough, that you leave—a clean break. Just pack your shit and go. I mean it, Luke. I know I haven’t had her in my life long, but she means the world to me, just as much as Jay, Addy, and Phoebe,” he asserts.

I nod in understanding. “I get it. But it won’t happen.”

“How bad do you think they are?” I ask, while reaching for the game controller.

“Addy is horny as fuck, so that’s good for me. She didn’t say how the rest of the girls were, only Penny.”

“How bad is Penny?”

“Let’s say that Liam will not be getting his leg over tonight, unless it’s to boot her out of bed because she’s spewing all the alcohol back up.” I grimace at the thought of Peaches puking all night.

“He is gonna be pissed as fuck.” We laugh and continue to play the game.

Forty-minutes later, we hear the car pull into the driveway. I can hear the girls before the car engine is switched off.

Dex looks at me and I see the glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Yeah, he’s getting very drunk sex tonight. And if the drunk girls I have been with in the past are anything to go by, she’ll be up for anything. Dex stands and makes his way over to the front door, and I turn the console off before following him.

I see Jay standing by the car, bent over at the waist, laughing his arse off, while Ivy’s on top of Cassie, licking her face like a dog. My dick twitches in my jeans with the girl-on-girl action in the front garden. Addy is screaming at them but laughing at the same time.

“Ivy is getting her some. Yeah, baby.” I laugh and make my way over to them. Dex is holding Addy around her waist, her back to his chest. Her skirt is almost up over her hips, flashing the neighbours.

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