Page 48 of Justyce
Pushing off the frame, she saunters over toward me. Her black leather pants are sticking to her like a second skin while her boobs bulge out of the hot pink halter top she’s wearing.
“What happened to you? You look like death warmed up.”
I chuckle then grimace from the pain shooting in my skull. “Thanks, Raine. You say the sweetest things.” I heave myself up and walk to the granite bar to grab a water from the fridge.
“Holy fucking shit balls! You fucked her, didn’t you?” she screeches.
“What are you talking about?” I feign nonchalance and uncap the bottle to take a sip.
“Oh don’t play coy. Shoot the goss at me, because if those claw marks are any indication…” her voice trails off and I choke on my water.
How the fuck… I look down to see I’m shirtless and remember I left my shirt in the room with Kenzi.
Grunting, I scull the rest of my water, ignoring her question and ask one of my own. “Did you find something out or are you here to bust my balls?”
“Come on, J, since when have you been one not to kiss and tell? I bet she was a firecracker in the sack… I’ve always thought she was hot.”
“No.”
“What?” she smirks.
“You can’t have a taste, so get that look out of those pretty eyes if you know what’s good for you.”
Raine grins. “I bet she was flexible as fuck. You know, being a dancer and all.”
I arch an eyebrow at her then shake my head. “Conversation over, Rainey. Now why are you here?”
Pinching her lips together, she rolls her eyes and says, “I’ve invited Acheron and Arrow. They’ll be here very soon so if you don’t want a repeat of our conversation with those pigs, you may wanna put a shirt on.”
It’s too early for this shit.
After a nanosecond shower to wash off Kenzi’s scent, I throw on a black Lamb of God shirt, some blue ripped jeans and pad down to the entertainment room barefoot.
My feet hit the plush navy blue carpet to find Acheron already in my booze. Arrow is leaning on the crème wall yapping away while Raine listens.
Arrow stops midsentence, a smile curling on his face. “The man of the hour. How was your night,brother?”
I glare down at Raine and she lifts her shoulders up in a shrug, those dimples poking out again.
“What was the point of me putting on a shirt if your big mouth was going to tell them anyway?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Raine bats her eyelashes.
Annoyance courses through my bones but I shake it off and sink into the couch opposite her.
“So why did bitchface barbie summon us?” Acheron singsongs.
Raine directs her dagger eyes to Acheron and I smirk. These two have never played nice, but it’s always been entertaining to sit back and observe, especially with a Macallan’s and some popcorn.
Raine waves her hand at all of us. “While you boys were… having fun, I was busy shaking my glittered ass up on stage at Arcane.”
“And that’s different to any other night? Wait did you have an orgy?” Arrow asks, looking hopeful.
Arrow and Raine have been known to indulge with one another, so it’s not surprising he would imagine her in all sorts of compromising positions, or with multiple partners. After all, he’s as much a slut as any of us.
“No, you pervert! Why is it always about sex with you?”
Arrow’s eyebrows dance, and I let loose a chuckle. “Do you really need to ask him that? Continue, Rainey?”
