Page 115 of Web of Lies
“She tried hard to make herself unrecognizable,” Zepp says. Zooming in further, he tries to look at anyone and everyone in the picture.
“But why? It’s just some Talon Blue party. Do you think it embarrassed her to be seen there hooking up with someone? What about Eli? You think they hooked up, and then she stuck her claws into him?” Carter’s words from the alley ring through my head about Piper’s sexual preference. The way he talked; she didn’t even dabble with men.
“Piper’s a lesbian,” I blurt, looking around the room. Their eyes are wide with that admission. “Carter told me she licks pussy more than anything. So maybe she was trying to hook up with someone, just not Eli.” I shrug.
“Whoa—what? She’s—really?” Chase sputters, stumbling over his words.
“Makes sense. I’ve never seen her flirt or hang out with guys here,” Zepp says, stroking his chin. His go-to movement while he’s thinking.
“Huh—wait. When the fuck did you talk to Carter? And why does it seem like that fucker has a hard-on for you?” Seger asks, raising his eyebrows with a knowing smirk etching across his perfect lips. Bastard.
Oh boy—he’s really going to love this admission. “I uh—may have been outside a certain window a few weeks ago, and I may have witnessed you kicking his ass. Good job, by the way, you really got him.” I smile sheepishly. His face visibly pales, his mind circling back to that day.
His jaw falls to the floor as his fingers rip through his hair. “You were there after? And he didn’t obliterate you? Oh, my fuck.” Seger paces once more, biting at his nails.
“Why?” Zepp asks, jumping to his feet. “Why punch him?” Anger laces his tone, his fists curling at his side. His jaw ticks, the same tick Seger gets when he’s angry.
Seger shrugs, avoiding making eye contact with his brother. “Seger,” Zepp growls, letting his anger surface on his face.
“Zeppelin,” he mocks back through a snarl.
“Uh-oh,” Chase murmurs, pulling me into his lap. “This won’t be pretty, Sunshine,” he mumbles in my ear, tightening his hold on me.
“They fight often?” Chase snorts at my question, turning my face to watch them square off.
“You haven’t seen half of it. Just wait and see. They’re like a big bomb waiting to explode.” His breath fans across my neck as he whispers.
“Carter? Really?” Zepp says again, stalking closer to Seger’s pacing form. “Of all the people you can punch your aggressions out on, you choose him?” Zepp scoffs, throwing his arms into the air.
“What happens in fight club, stays in fucking fight club,” he snarls again, sarcasm dripping from his words. “Ugh. We have an agreement. I need a punching bag. He takes it, and vice versa. We have it handled.” Zepp rolls his eyes, throwing his hands into the air with defeat. “Besides, shouldn’t we spank our girl or something? She was naughty too.” I frown when Seger tosses his arms in my direction.
“Not nice to deflect the situation to me. I did nothing wrong. Besides, he got what was coming to him.” I shrug like it’s no big deal; I kicked the meanest guy in school in the balls. No biggie, right? Yeah! Besides, Carter already punished me for that. He stuck my head in a toilet for my crimes.
“And what was it?” Chase asks from behind me, tightening his arms around my stomach as I might flee from the situation.
“A knee to his dick. He deserved it, though.” Seger cracks a smile, stopping his pacing. Chase hisses between his teeth, and Zepp shakes his head.
“You gonna yell at her too for violence?” Zepp throws his arms up in the air, turning around to sit back down on the couch.
“You two are perfect for each other,” he grumbles, running his hand through his hair, mussing up the long ends.
I take his hand in mine, bringing his gaze to mine. “Not just him and me.” I squeeze his hand, tension draining from his ticking jaw. “You all hold a special place in my heart. I always thought I wasn’t relationship material. But here I am with three perfect pieces to my puzzle.” His smile starts small, taking over his face completely.
“That’s not exactly what I meant when I said it.” I shrug, a redness taking over my cheeks. I know exactly what he meant, but I need to tell them how I feel for some unknown reason.
“I know, but when you said it. That’s the first thought I had, and you know me.” I continue to smile over at him.
“You speak from the heart,” Chase says. Nuzzling into my neck, he forces a breathy laugh to escape from me.
“Sometimes from the heart, other times it just comes out before I can stop it.” I smile, melting into Chase’s body.
He’s sunshine personified, bringing joy to my dark world filled to the brim with murder plots and revenge. Zepp feeds my hacker side, constantly helping me figure out those challenging situations. And Seger. Seger serves my naughty side. His brash words and wandering mouth make my body eager to move forward for more pleasure. They all bring something to the table for me, and who knew it would feel like this to have three boyfriends.
“Do you consider me your girlfriend?” I ask before I can think, eyeing the three of them.
“Yes,” Chase answers without hesitation. Zepp and Seger share a look and nod.
“Of fucking course, haven’t we called you that enough by now?” Seger says through an exhausted grin.
