“Probably,” he conceded.
“Yes, Ducky, that Cash,” I said. “Your brother. And yes, our dads know, and no, my dad didn’t castrate him, although, it was touch and go for a minute.” I grimaced. “Do you hate me?”
A scowl settled on her face before quickly turning into the biggest shit-eating grin I’d ever seen. “I knew it!”
“What?” I squeaked. “You did not.”
“No, I didn’t, but I knew something was up,” she admitted. “And now you get to be my real sister.”
“We’re not married, Ducky,” Cash reminded her.
“Oh, you’re going to marry her,” Ducky warned. “Or Mack really will castrate you for taking her V-card.”
“Daisy!” I groaned, dropping my head to the table.
“You’ll make an honest woman out of my best friend, or I’ll cut your dick off.”
“Jesus,” Huck hissed.
I raised my head and glared at her. “Thanks for sharing all that with the whole class, Daisy.”
“You’re welcome.” She grinned. “Next time, you’ll tell me everything. Immediately or the consequences will be worse.”
I leaned against Cash. “Told you she’d be pissed.”
Cash wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. “Daisy won’t do shit. Will you, Ducky?”
Plucking a fry off his plate, she narrowed her eyes and shrugged. “Remember, I know how to hack your computer.”
“But she won’t,” Huck rushed to say. “Because she’s not vindictive like that, right, baby?”
She popped the fry into her mouth and chewed, not answering the question.
“Jesus,” Huck said again.
Cash just chuckled. “Love you, Ducky.”
“Love you too, Cashy.” She smiled at me. “But I love you more.”
“Love you, too. Even though I’m a little afraid of you right now,” I admitted.
“As it should be.”
We spent the next two hours catching up before Cash took me back to the hotel and fucked me dirty again. Suddenly all was right with the world again.
Teagan
WE WERE HOME. Actually, we’d been home for about a week, and Hatch had decided it was time for Huck to ‘bleed.’ He’d been accepted as a prospect, but now it was his time to choose his opponent to bleed in and that opponent was Cash. Of course, Cash was ready and willing to jump him in.
Daisy was freaking out about the whole thing, so Huxley, Cambry, and I headed to her place while the ‘ceremony’ happened. I, personally, would have liked to have been there, but Hatch locked the club down.
“I think it’s totally dumb that we can’t be there while Huck jumps in,” Huxley said, pouring Daisy another glass of wine.
I raised my glass. “Agreed, sissy.”
“I don’t want to be there,” Daisy said. “This whole thing is a stupid tradition. Jumping in. Bleeding in. It’s bullshit.”
Cambry sighed. “I see both sides.”
