Page 84 of Beautifully Shattered
“It’s okay.” Tyler lowers to one of the deck chairs as the rest of us do the same. “Most people have questions.”
JD shifts forward on his chair like he’s about to jump out of his fucking skin in anticipation.
“We were members of a sex club.” Tyler watches Rhys as he speaks. “Her name at the club was Kitten, so it stuck with me and Bossi. The others have their own pet names for her.”
“Fuck, was that the sex club at Vixen’s Lodge?” JD asks, but I already know it is, so when Tyler nods, I’m not surprised.
“Let’s move on, hey.” I cut in, and JD sighs like he’s just been told Christmas has been cancelled.
The women join us on the deck then, and we spend the next few hours drinking, chatting and laughing, the rest of my team eventually joining us.
After one drink, Abbey is relaxed enough to look at my club brothers. After two, she starts laughing with them. And after three, she, Lexi and Rhys are a blur of energy, huddling together, gossiping and in fits of laughter like they haven’t had such dark experiences between them.
Jols stays back on the sidelines of their friendship, giving them space to catch up, and I chat with Ayden and Tyler, all while keeping one eye on my wife, enjoying my first time watching her get drunk.
When the sun is almost down, Murf and Stocky disappear into the kitchen to whip up dinner, and Abbey ends up on my lap, letting me feed her as she flashes mefuck-meeyes that I try fucking hard to ignore.
“You’re cute when you’re drunk.” I smirk at her, and her playful smile widens.
“I’m not drunk. You are.”
Chuckling, I draw her closer, burying my nose in her hair.
“I’ve only had a couple of drinks, Angel. You know I’m not a big drinker.”
“I’ve only had a couple, too,” she insists, and I laugh.
“Lastcount you’d had five. One more and I’ll have to put you to bed.”
“You can put me to bed now.” She flutters her lashes at me. “You can do whatever you want with me in bed.”
“What are we doing in bed?” Rhys pops up right beside us, and a squeak flies from Abbey’s lips.
“There is nowein this scenario,” I point out, jerking my head towards Tyler. “You’ve got enough to keep you busy.”
Rhys grins mischievously, her teeth looking stark behind her black-painted lips.
“So you’ve been talking about my bedroom shenanigans.” She wags her brows. “What was covered? Double penetration? Triple? A bit of spit roasting? Oh wait.” She holds up a finger like she just thought of something brilliant. “Was it all of the above with some tit fucking thrown in?”
“Jesus Christ, Kitten. Stop giving everyone visuals,” Tyler groans from next to me before landing a sharp slap on her arse.
“Sorry,Daddy,” Rhys purrs, sticking her arse out towards him and giving it a little wiggle.
“Behave, or I’ll push you to six hours.”
Rhys gasps, straightening up as she glares at Tyler. “You wouldn’t.”
“I fucking would, and you know it.”
Her eyes turn into slits, but then Abbey’s voice cuts through the tension.
“Push what to six hours?”
When Rhys faces Abbey, her mischievous grin returns. “He’s talking about edging me for six hours. Last week, we got to five hours and forty minutes before I snapped.”
“Snapped? Edging?” Abbey frowns. “I’m confused.”
“Nawww, you’re so innocent,” Rhys pouts, and Lexi giggles from my other side on Ayden’s lap.
