Page 37 of Property of Woods

They all share a look.

“Girl, please.You can tell us.Sleeping with these men and being good at it is like our job.But no one, and I mean no one who has ever passed through these doors outside of Faye, has managed to fuck him.We want to know the secret of how you did the unthinkable.”Kiki slides her fruit bowl to me like its currency.

“There’s no secret.He’s not fucking me,” I lie.

“That’s not what I heard.Way I hear it is, Prez got pissed off at Meathead and barred him from the clubhouse for making a pass at you.Knocked his fucking teeth out for it,” Gabbie shares.“When has that ever happened in the history of ever?”

“Holy shit.You’re my new idol,” Kiki vows.

“You two spent the night with his brother.How was he?”Madz directs the conversation off me and I’m grateful.“He wasn’t here when I started hanging around the clubhouse.Color me curious.”

“He lives up to his name of liking it real dirty,” Kiki tells us.Going into graphic details about how he practically hammered her from behind while she went down on Gabbie.“He’s hung too.I’m talking…” She holds her hands up and Gabbie adjusts the space between them.

“Huge,” she mouths before cramming bacon into her mouth.

“Is Prez that big too?Since they are twins,” Gabbie asks, bringing all eyes back to me.

My cheeks redden.“I wouldn’t know.”

“Fucking liar.”

“Bullshit.”

“Girl, I don’t believe you.”

All three of them call me out and Kiki shoves at my shoulder, playfully.

“Don’t believe what?”Frenchie says as she saunters back into the kitchen.

“That Jessika here did the flowers for a Kardashian wedding when she was living in California.”Madz shoots me a look that says don’t say shit around Frenchie.

She’s an older woman with platinum hair and an ass you could balance a tea set on.She’s like their clubhouse caretaker or something.

“What’s a Kardashian?”She gives us all a confused look, and we all laugh.

“I’ve gotta go into town.You want to come with me?”Gabbie asks me.

I have no idea if I’m allowed to leave the house without Woods’ permission, but I’m a grown woman, and I can’t be expected to just sit here all the time.“Sure.”

“Meet me out front in about fifteen.”She clears her breakfast from the table and heads upstairs.

“Do you need any money?”Madz asks me once Kiki and Frenchie are gone.

“No, I’m good.Thank you though.Truly.You have no idea how much I appreciate you.”

“Just be careful.With the girls and with Woods.Faye is certifiably crazy.If she thinks you’re fucking her husband, she’ll come after you.”

“I’ve got bigger problems to worry about, but things with Woods are complicated.He’s…”

“Protective of you in a way he’s not with anyone else.He had Gray end that contest last night because he didn’t want you entering it.He may have made it appear it was because of Low, but it was about you.”

I finish my coffee without further comment on the subject.“I’ll catch you later.Do you need me to grab anything for you while we’re out?”

“No.But seriously, you can’t trust Gabbie.Don’t tell her anything.Especially about Woods.”

I nod.“I’ll be cautious.”

“Good.That bitch isn’t anyone’s friend.”

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