along the back of the sofa as a woman was giving him a blowjob. Zoey found herself frozen in place when she discovered it was the back of Jace’s head she was looking at. She willed the tears not to flood down her face and averted her eyes before she ran back down the hallway. It couldn’t be. She was such a fool to think those two would ever consider being with just her. She mentally kicked herself for believing that they could ever want to be with just her, giving up the single life after the night they all shared.
Zoey ran back to her room and locked her door. She threw herself on the bed and cried into her pillow, trying to muffle the sounds. More than anything she wanted to pack her bag and leave before either of them knew she had left, but she knew they would find her. She had no money and nowhere to go. Zoey was royally screwed.
A knock at the door stopped her from crying. She wiped her tears and tried to appear as though she wasn’t crying when she answered the door. When she opened it, she didn’t expect to see Stone and Jace standing there, both wearing arrogant expressions.
“Hey, baby. We missed you,” Jace, AKA the “rat,” smugly said.
She huffed and walked away without a response. Before she could get very far, Stone had grabbed her wrist and turned her around to face them once more.
Stone’s eyes searched hers. “You’ve been crying.” His stare grew enraged as if he wanted to kill someone.
She crossed her arms beneath her chest and cocked her hip. “So what if I have? Why should either of you care? What the hell are the two of you doing here, anyway? Bored with the other girls already, looking for some fresh meat?”
Stone released her wrist as he gave a ‘what the fuck look’ to Jace. “Jace, do you have any idea what she is talking about?”
Jace shook his head.” Not a fuckin’ clue.”
They both pushed their way inside her room and got right in front of her face. And wouldn’t you know, she forgot what she was mad at them about. Her body was heating up as they stood before her. Her pussy quivered in need, making her panties soak with her own juices. This was what they did to her whenever they were near her. She had to shake the cobwebs out of her head, remembering what had made her so mad in the first place.
She took a step forward towards Stone and pointed her finger into his chest. “You... you asshole. I thought you’d be smarter than to let a groupie suck your cock right there in plain sight where anyone could see you. Or was it that you just don’t give a damn about my feelings?” She felt the tears begin to sting her eyes as she tried like hell to hold them back.
Once again Jace and Stone looked at each other like they had no idea what the hell she was talking about.
Then Stone sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “The new girls came in today and a few of the guys were talking about breaking them in.”
“Fuck!” Jace roared. He took a step closer to her. She had never seen this side of him. He was pissed and she never wanted to get on his bad side ever again. “Did you look to see if it was really me in the act or someone who looked like me?”
Zoey blinked at him in confusion. “Umm... well... no, I guess I didn’t.”
Stone laughed as Zoey questioned how any of this was remotely funny.
“That wasn’t me. Stone and I have been in the office or out surveying the far wing of the compound most of the morning. You must have seen Darc with that women and just thought it was me.”
Stone added, “From behind Jace and Darc almost look identical. The members have been making the same mistake for a long time. I assure you that wasn’t Jace you saw earlier, Zoey.”
She felt relief rush over her body. It wasn’t Jace, thank goodness.
Stone stalked closer to her, invading her personal space. She could smell the leather from the cut he wore over his black T-shirt. “Do we need to remind you of how special you have become to us?”
Chapter Eight
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Dean Wesley Smith, Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Martin A. Lee, Bruce Shlain