Free Evanescent Ink (Copperline #4) by Sibylla Matilde Page B

much for trying to keep her away from you.”
    “It’s not so bad, Rave. Go have a seat. I'll go grab a beer and I’ll come over in a few minutes. It will help with the ruse if we don’t head over there together.”
    “Thank you,” she said with a weak smile.
    By the time I got to the table, Raven was sitting in between Denny’s wife Felicity and the chair that held Justin and Lacey.
    “Ah, here’s Drew,” Justin said as I sat down. “He plays lead guitar.”
    “Ooh, yeah,” Lacey cooed. “I’ve heard you’re amazing. Both on stage and… well… off .”
    Raven had been mid-sip when this last bit came out, and she choked back a cough. Not so smooth, especially for someone who was trying to keep things on the down-low.
    “One of my friends had been to a party of yours a while back,” Lacey continued. “She said that all the girls there were trying to get in good with your girlfriend—”
    “ Ex -girlfriend,” Raven quickly interrupted, garnering a few strange looks from those seated around the table.
    “Okay, your ex-girlfriend. They were hoping she’d invite them to take a ride on the Drew train. Those who had were singing your praises. Are you really pierced down there?”
    Well, this was awkward. I shot a quick glance to Raven who was staring aghast at her cousin.
    “Jesus, Lacey,” Raven muttered. “You need to quit drinking, you lush. You’re all over Justin and going on about fucking Drew like we’re talking sports.”
    “What’s the problem?” Lacey replied. “These guys are rockstars, well except Brannon here, but he’s pretty close. They live a wild life, you know.”
    “Not so much,” Raven countered. “Denny’s married. Brannon may as well be, and Cody and Ilsa are tying the knot in a few weeks.”
    “Which is why I’m focusing on Justin and Drew.”
    “Sadly,” Justin interrupted, “Drew’s debauchery sort of ended when his girlfriend turned lez. He could probably use some pussy by now, so what do you say, Drew?” He grinned over at me. “Interested in a little tag team tonight?”
    “Oh my god,” Cody’s fiancée Ilsa gasped. “Justin, you really, really are such a pig.”
    “Your girlfriend went lez?” Lacey asked me with a flabbergasted expression on her face. “But you’re so hot. How could she?”
    “Because he’s a moody fucker. All deep and serious all the time,” Justin offered. He turned to look at Raven. “Maybe Raven could offer some insight. What made you go lez, Raven?”
    “Raven isn’t a lesbian,” Lacey laughed. “She’s bangin’ her boss.”
    Raven froze. As did everyone else at the table. Denny had been on the verge of taking a drink of his beer and suddenly just held it aloft, in midair, as he looked back and forth between us.
    Oh fuck.
    Operation ‘keep quiet’ was dead in the water.
    Lacey had no clue what she had just done. She turned to Felicity and said, “I keep telling her, you don’t dip your pen in the company ink.”
    Felicity gaped at her, visibly trying to process what she’d just heard.
    “Actually,” Lacey obliviously continued on, “that’s more of a man way of saying it, right?”
    Felicity looked at Denny who slowly lowered his beer and stared at me.
    “Wait, so you’re doin’ the bold thing with her?” he asked.
    “He’s doing the what with who?” Lacey giggled over at him. “I can barely understand a word you say.”
    “Yeah,” Justin snorted. “Speak English, you fucker.”
    “You are!” Denny pointed at me. “You’re givin’ her the business, aren’t ya?”
    While everyone else tried to decipher exactly what that meant, Felicity quickly looked back and forth across the table between Raven and I. “You two are sleeping together?” she asked.
    “No, she’s not sleeping with Drew,” Lacey dismissed with a wave of her hand. “She’s fucking her boss.”
    Justin leaned in towards Lacey’s ear. “He is her boss,” he said in an exaggerated whisper.
    “What?!” Lacey