“Or maybe you should just think before you speak,” Haven suggests.
She just snorts. “Where is the fun in that?”
Haven just shakes her head.
“So how’s the sex life coming?” Jasmine asks out of nowhere. I wanna say I’m surprised but I’m not. Sex is always on her mind. I’m pretty sure the girl has a sex addiction.
I clear my throat. “I don’t know …”
“Yes, you do. We can see it written all over your face,” Jasmine interrupts me.
“Well.” I push a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “I slept with Titan.”
“We know that.” Haven nods once.
“And Bones.”
Haven drops her blueberry muffin she was about to take a bite of. “Does Titan know?” she asks wide-eyed.
“Yeah, it was at the same time,” I whisper.
“Holy fuck!” Jasmine shrieks, shoving her glasses to the top of her head.
The old lady next to us gasps at her choice of language. I ignore her and wave them off. “I told you mine, now tell me yours.”Let’s move on.
Haven gives a laugh. “Well, I’ve never been with two guys at once, and there’s no way in hell that Luca would allow that. Not that I want to,” she adds quickly.
“I was about to have sex last night but got out of it.” Jasmine shrugs.
“How do you getout of it?” I ask curiously.
“I was with a client. It was actually a great one. We had a great dinner, then went back to his place. He wanted to go all the way, and I was totally willing. The guy was cute. But once he removed his pants, and I got a look at his dick, I was like nope. I’m out.”
“What was wrong with it?” I ask.
“It was too small. I mean I’m not saying I need an elephant trunk, but it was the size of a pinkie. And my pussy needs more than that to work with.”
Haven is coughing now, possibly choking. I’m laughing, and the old woman gets up, shaking her head as she walks away from us.
“Wait! What do you mean a client?” Haven asks, just picking up on what she had said.
I bite my bottom lip, and Jasmine smiles. “We’re Queens.”
“You’re what?” she barks. “I know you did not just say Queens?” She narrows her eyes on me. “You’re doing it too?” Her eyes dart around as she lowers her voice. “You’re an escort?”
“I need the money.” I shrug. “Not all of us are married to billionaires,” I tease.
“Yeah,” Jasmine adds.
Haven points a finger at Jasmine. “Your father is a millionaire. You don’t need to prostitute yourself out.”
Our table falls silent. Jasmine closes her lips tightly, and I watch her clench her fists. She has never had a great relationship with her dad, and I feel he has a lot to do with why Jasmine is the way she is. She hasdaddyissues. But we’ve never spoken about them before. Some things are better left alone. Talking about them to her girls isn’t going to make them any better. That’s something she needs to speak to her dad about. Only they know the problem and can fix it together.
The barista calls out our order number, and Jasmine stands to get it, letting us know the conversation is over. Haven gives me a look that tells me we will be getting back to it later.
I see Grave enter the Starbucks. “One second,” I tell Haven, and stand, walking over to him.
He looks over and sees me coming. “Hey,” I say clearing my throat still unsure how to act around him. First, I saw him fucking a girl, and then he caught me and Bones together. Not everyone is going to understand what me, Bones, and Titan did. Hell, even I don’t know what it was. But I know I’m with Titan and he didn’t mind sharing me with Bones. I have a feeling he won’t be that understanding if I asked to bring some random dude into the bed with us. Not like I need to. He and Bones are plenty.
