(Btw, that’s twice you’ve called me cute today).
“No, no she doesn’t,” Zeek murmurs, but he doesn’t look at me, his fingers are too busy tapping away.
Geeklord Supreme: We’re sorry, about earlier. We’re discussing ways to combat the issue and wanted to keep you involved.
“Nice save, Lordy.” I smile down at my phone, feeling Zeek’s gaze burning into me. “But if she asks, I’m going with‘lap dogs’.”
Red: And how do we go about combatting... it?
I pretend to type while saying loudly, “By letting you have your wicked way with us—”
Two vicious glares land on me, one blaring silver and the other deathly black.
I glance at Julien, and his eyes gleam, the flicker of his mouth telling me—like usual—we’re on the same page. Big fucker won’t say that though, likes to act all moral when, deep down, the things that man has done put my kinks to shame.
My phone clatters onto Zeek’s desk as I hold my palms up in surrender.
“I was kidding guys, sheesh. You’re all onedgetoday.” I grin, but their glares never waver. I sigh. “Go on then, share the plan with our girl.”
I don’t even read what Zeek types. I just wait until he’s done and watch the other guys for a cue of when she’s replied.
When I hear a muffled huff of frustration, I quirk a brow at Zeek.
“She wants to know who’s staying tonight,” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose and scrunching his eyes, hurriedly slipping his glasses back on.
Huh.
I could tease him about that, how I know it’s a nervous tick he does when he’s stressed, and he’s already done it about three times, but I let it go.
“I will try to feed… again,” Julien announces, but we all hear the bitter twist in those words.
He doesn’t want to, he just has to.
Out of the four of us, he was the worst today, which was saying something considering how cosy he normally is with the dark. But bloodlust is a whole other beast.
He once tried explaining it to me, all serious and poetic, then it ended with ‘incomparable’ to all other needs.
Which leaves only three eligible bachelors for tonight.
Do I want it to be me? Fuck yes, I do.
Me and that wall would be best friends by sunrise.
But am I really what Red needs right now? Would I be able to resist? I almost followed Julien into the dark, was more than ready to hunt her down, Dark Sai can’t seem to fuck off…
But before I can be all chivalrous and back out, Zeek and Kane set their sights on me.
“No,” they say.
My mouth drops open on a scoff, then I flip them off. “Hey, fuck you guys. I was literally about to back out.”
“Really?” Julien perches on the desk, smiling down at me.
I huff.“I’m making that second group chat.” His smile widens.
“But I already stayed last night.” Zeek’s voice is suddenly raised, and normally I’d enjoy the show, except this isn’t aimed at me.
Julien quirks a brow before we both tune in to the brothers’ conversation.
