Page 33 of Hexed
I lift a shoulder and take another sip.
“Which one of your lackeys was it? Jason or Athena?”
“They’re not mylackeys.” I laugh.
“Way to avoid the question.”
I tilt my head, watching as he places a lime in the metal cutter and pushes down, slicing the fruit into several perfect pieces.
“Does it really matter?”
He shrugs, moving the wedges into a clear plastic bin. “Just gauging your mood for the day.”
“And you can do that based on who I fucked the night before?”
“Definitely.” He nods and then waggles his eyebrows. “Athena actually makes you come, which makes you a much nicer person to be around.”
He’s not wrong. She’sdefinitelythe better lover, but I scoff anyway.
“Your hair looks ridiculous,” I say, pointing at his freshly dyed blue tips that he’s styled into a spiky mohawk.
“So do your tits.”
I glance down at my cleavage, offended.
He laughs. “Are you here for the day, or busy again being your uncle’s bitch?”
“Don’t call me a bitch,bitch.” I set my coffee cup down.
He pulls Saran Wrap from its case and rips it. “If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck…”
“I’m headed to the boardwalk, actually.”
Fisher grimaces. “Yuck. What for?”
“Gotta show my new cousin-in-law the town.”
“Enzo Marino,” Fisher proclaims with an exaggerated Italian accent. “He’s hotter than I thought he’d be.”
“Leave him alone.” I point at him.
His eyes sparkle. “What did I do?”
“Nothing, and it needs to stay that way, you hear me? The last thing I need is to worry about you getting yourself into trouble with Aria’s man. I don’t have time to clean up one of your messes.”
He smirks. “So it was Jason, then.”
I glare at him, but the corners of my lips turn up. “Athena, actually. I’m leaving. Try not to burn the place down while I’m gone.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He waves me off.
“And, Fisher…stay away from Aria too, okay?”
The humor leaves his eyes, and he nods, swallowing heavily. “No worries on that front. I can promise you.”
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