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“I mean…spit running down my chin while the tip of your big dick knocks my tonsils out. That kind of blowjob.”
“Lucy,” I growled.
“The kind you used to love when we were younger.”
“Lucy!” I snapped and yanked her over to me, my fist in her hair. “Cut. It. Out.” I let her go with a shove and she giggled. She was such a little shit.
“Everything okay in here?” Lauren sat down beside me. Her spine was stiff as she stole a glance at Lucy.
“Fine now, Carmen.” Lucy winked and downed more whiskey. It would prove to be an interesting night.
“So, how is it being a bartender, Lucy? I imagine you meet some wild characters.” Lauren did her fake laugh. I hated it. She sounded like a talk show host. I liked it much better when she moaned.
“I do. The crazier the guy the better the dick. At least that’s what I’ve learned.” The muscles in my neck tightened. I hated when Lucy talked like that.
“Wow. You’re colorful, aren’t you?” Lauren must have noticed how tense I was because she started rubbing my neck to smooth me back out. “Abel, what are these scratches on your neck?” She rubbed her fingertips over them and I remembered Lucy scratching me last night. I didn’t care at the moment but while my neck was being studied and examined, I wish I hadn’t got caught up in that damn tornado.
“I don’t know,” I shrugged at Lauren.
“I did it,” Lucy spoke up with a crooked grin. Color inched up my neck but not from embarrassment, from anger. Lucy was getting shitfaced and letting things slip. Things she knew needed to stay private.
“What?” Lauren laughed.
“We play around and fight a lot. I scratched him.” She flashed her long nails and tipped the bottle of Jack up. I snatched it from her and marched into the kitchen. I knew she’d follow.
“Lucy, what the fuck is your problem? You’re drinking before you go to work, and you’re being a brat when you promised you’d behave.”
“I hate her, Abel. Tell her to go home. I want to have dinner with you, not you and your uptight bitch of a girlfriend. Plus she’s judging me. I hate when people judge me.”
“You’re giving her a hell of a lot to judge.” I seasoned the mashed potatoes and Lucy helped.
“Fuck her. Fuck everyone.” She grabbed for the whiskey again but I put it out of her reach and watched her pout.
“Come here, Luce,” I dropped my guard and hugged her tightly.
“What am I going to do, Abel? You won’t let me stay here and Mom and Dad won’t let me stay there. I don’t have any money in savings and I make decent money but I need time to save.” Her slender body shook with sobs and I felt my chest squeeze. I hated seeing her cry.
There was nothing I wanted more than to offer her my house but I couldn’t. “Look at me,” I said through gritted teeth. “We are Waters kids. We don’t let things like this get us down. You have to call Nora. You’re twins. You two love each other more than anyone else in the world.”
“Not more than I love you,” she pouted.
“Even more than you love me.” The way Lucy and Nora interacted was magical when they were on speaking terms.
“Nope,” she insisted but I knew the truth. Nothing was stronger than the bond twins shared. The bond Lucy had with me was different. It was beautiful but I didn’t want it to run as deep as it did. I wanted us to be brother and sister but God, she was tempting.
“Yeah, sure.” I gripped her jaw in my strong fingers and watched her full lips turn down. “Do me a favor? Drink some water. Eat some bread. Sober the fuck up, and be nice to Lauren. I know she’s uptight but I’m working on her.”
“Can you make me cum again tonight?” She whispered, her breath sweet with whiskey.
“Yes. I’ll make you cum so fucking hard, Luce. Just behave.” I bit her earlobe and a small squeal escaped her.
**
I sat at the head of the table to avoid being caught in the middle of the two women I liked fucking the most. Lucy had ice water, Lauren was on her fifth glass of white wine and I was praying to the Gods that a pitcher of beer would fall from the ceiling. It never happened.
“Honey, do you ever let Lucy have a boyfriend? You’re so…”
“Protective?” I filled in the blank for Lauren and raised an eyebrow in her direction.
