“I got this,” I hear Reeve say, but I don’t glimpse over to see whatthisis.
I’ve already made my way to Levi’s neck, darting my tongue out to taste the warmth of his skin and smelling his minty scent.
“I thought you said you didn’t get high anymore,” Levi retorts evenly then.
Reeve tsks. “I’m never getting rid of weed. Not in this world.”
Same, boy, same.
I amp my game up on Levi’s throat, sucking on his flesh while his cock twitches needily against my inner thigh.
Now I’m a bit annoyed Reeve spoke because Levi could be balls deep in me right now.
“Light it,” Levi orders in the rough tone that sends a thrill through my veins. “And, if you get ash on my interior, I’m fuckin’ you up.”
“Yes, sir,” Reeve muses, before the familiar flick of a lighter sounds through the air.
I smile, running the pad of my tongue up to Levi’s ear, clasping my lips around it before whispering, “We can save this for later if you want.”
His fingers knead one of my thighs once, alluding that he’s cool. “Now, where’s the fun in that, Astor?”
“You don’t like him.”
He turns his head a bit, the rough texture of his jaw brushing against my skin. “Good thing I like you, then.”
This man is the toughest one I know, but man, when he says shit like this, I melt.
Like a fucking virgin.
“Here,” I hear Reeve choke out as I pull back a bit, finding him passing a blunt over to Levi.
He plucks it from his grasp, placing it between his lips and inhaling, then moving his head to the side to blow the smoke through his window.
“You get your shit from Van?” Levi asks, exhaling more smoke from his lips as he turns the blunt to my lips.
“Tanner,” Reeve emits. “I used to fuck his twin brother.” I mindlessly send a withering glance in his direction because really? Did that justhaveto be mentioned? “That was way before you, McQueen.”
“If you want to keep your balls, I wouldn’t keep bringing up other people,” my best friend addresses as I take another drag. “Her little jealousy streak comes out.”
“I noticed.” Reeve’s eyes glimmer with half amusement, half cocky as fuck. “I like it.”
I’d love to toss the hollowed-out cigar of weed at his ass, but the shit is good.
And he doesn’t deserve it.
“Careful,” Levi cautions him. “She catches you with another bitch, she might put a clip in ’em.”
My head snaps to him with a scowl. “You justhadto bring that up, too?”
“She had it coming, didn’t she?”
I dunno.
I take another drag of the blunt instead of answering. Who am I to judge anyone?
“She was runnin’ with De Leon, wasn’t she?” Reeve inquires, leaning back against the passenger door.
“Was about to flip South Shore,” Levi returns, holding my gaze with ease. “Destroy a town her father built. One he spent his life protecting so his daughters were safe. She told De Leon where I was before the drive-by.”
