Page 181 of Wicked Minds
“I don’t have a micro dick,” Xander hisses in frustration.
“Bro, no judgment here,” Logan says, holding up his hands.
“I hate you,” Xander growls at Tara as she air kisses him.
“Guess what,” she says, practically vibrating as she turns to me. “You are looking at the brand-spanking new manager of Lux.”
“No shit, seriously?” I gasp, grinning madly at her. “That’s amazing, Tara!”
She shrugs casually. “I mean, the boss was desperate. Apparently, he’s in the process of selling the place and couldn’tafford to shut it down. Since I’ve been working there the longest, he offered me the position.”
“That’s so great!”
“Yup. So just let me know when you want to be scheduled in.”
“She doesn’t,” Grayson growls at the same time I say, “I can do this weekend.”
He turns to glare at me at the same time I twist to scowl at him.
“No, you can’t,” he argues.
“For the last time, you get no say in what I do with my life.” I turn pleading eyes on Royce, who claps a hand on Grayson’s shoulder.
“She’s capable of making her own decisions. It’s not like one of us won’t be there to watch her every move.”
“Kinky,” Tara murmurs, smirking into her beer.
“Put me down for tomorrow night,” I tell her decisively. “Rip off the Band-Aid.”
“Okay. Tomorrow night,” Tara agrees, while Grayson grumbles under his breath and we all ignore him.
Xander’s attention shifts to Royce, saying, “Can I talk to you out back when you get a moment?”
“Sure. I’ll be there in a sec.”
Xander nods before heading down the bar to fill drink orders.
“What’s that about?” I ask Royce quietly.
“Just sorting out match schedules. Nothing to worry about.” He presses a quick kiss to my lips. “I’ll be back in a sec. Stay here with Logan and Grayson, okay?”
I nod, watching as he disappears into the crowd.
“So tell me how delicious four-way sex is,” Tara says, not bothering to lower her voice. Logan chuckles before having the good grace to engage Grayson in conversation far enough away for us to have some privacy.
“There is nofour of us,” I argue. “There definitely isn’t any four-way sex.” She pouts like a disappointed child. “I’m only dating Logan and Royce,” I remind her. She knows this because I already told her. Crazy bitch just won’t believe me.
“Uh-huh.”
See!
“And yet you’re staring at Grayson’s ass.”
“I amnotstaring at his ass! I’m staring athim.If you’re looking at his ass, then that’s on you.”
“He does have a fine ass, though.”
Dammit, now Iamlooking at his ass. It does look pretty damn good in those jeans.
