That’s it. I’m going to kill him.
I grab the motherfucker’s ankle and yank him off the bed so hard, his useless form catapults into the opposite wall with abang. The plaster cracks and photos smash, and the pretty princess Sable jolts awake screaming.
And it fucking hurts my ears.
Can this morning get any worse?
Sable gasps and slaps her hands over her eyes. “He’s naked!”
Very fucking aware, ghost girl.
Tony stumbles onto his feet, putting his hands on his hips, chest puffed out and dick at half-mast while she scowls—or gags. Both are appropriate responses. “Dude, what the fuck? If you’re into her, then just say so. Bro code and all.”
“If you keep using that goddamn mouth, I’m going to rip off your jaw and shove it up Tidus’s ass.”
He feigns disbelief, flinching back as the overgrown bush around his family jewels continues to curse the room. “You wouldn’t dare.” He laughs. “Ain’t you the cutest though. I don’tsmell her on you, so I know you haven’t screwed her. There’s no claim, right?”
“I’m sure Nala would love to hear you saying those words.”
“She isn’t my girlfriend. Commitment issues, remember?”
“Put some fucking clothes on!” Sable growls, still covering her eyes, but we ignore her as I step forward, blocking Tony’s junk from her view.
“Back off,” I grit out. A snarl. A warning. For what, I have no idea. But the thought of him being anywhere near her right now has my temperature spiking hotter than the flaming pits.
I know from the look in his eye, the mischievous one he throws out when he’s fucking around, he’s trying to push my buttons, but I’m not playing his game. He’s not going anywhere near her. Not if I can help it. I’ll even fight Tidus if I have to.
It’s not that I have a thing for Sable. Him getting into her bed will only cause problems.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this way,” Tony muses.
He grabs his pants and lazily tugs them on. Tony glances at Sable, who’s holding the duvet up to her neck with one hand and covering her eyes with the other.
I like Tony. He’s, annoyingly, my only friend, and I trust him to a certain extent. In Hell, we’re inseparable. We’d talk, mainly about what it was like when we were humans and what we’d do to go back to those times. I consider him a form of family.
But right now, I’m going to blind the asshole if he doesn’t stop looking at Sable like he wants to devour her.
“Maybe better if I come back another time?”
“Just put the rest of your fucking clothes on.” I lean down and grab his shirt, then toss it at his face. “And stop looking at her. She’s already dead and won’t be here for much longer.”
He quirks a brow. “Where’s she going?”
“Stop talking about me like I’m not here,” she snaps.
I look at Sable, still hiding under the duvet, and talk a volume or two louder. “She’s trapped here for some reason. In this house. I’m tethered to her since she summoned me, so I assume the connection will break when she passes on.”
He hums, finally fucking clothed, crossing his arms as he looks between us two. “So you ain’t banging her?”
A pillow flies across the room, missing Tony. Sable gets to her feet and marches straight for us. “I exist, you know, you assholes? And I amnotfucking either of you two fucked-up perverts.” She spins to glare at my friend. “Tell me why I can’t pass on and have to be stuck here with that psychopath instead?”
Tony sighs and unfolds his arms. “I can try to find out.” He turns to me. “Big dog needs me back and will want an update on you. It’s pissed, but even It can’t drag you back to Hell yet.” Then he winks. “There’s still time to fuck her. She wants you. I can sense the tension between you both, and she definitely smells ready.”
I step forward to drive my fist into his face, but he launches himself back, laughing. Something utterly glorious happens instead: Sable’s knuckles hit him square in the jaw—a perfect, magical right hook—and he staggers back, rubbing his jaw.
“Ow,” he cries, rubbing his jaw and looking like a betrayed puppy.
I really am a pathetic prick because my cock is now hard enough to be used as a weapon. That was the hottest shit I’ve ever seen.
