“I just want him to sit on it, that’s all,” she responds casually, refusing to remove her glare from the man sitting across from her. Her fist rests on the table, gripping a knife pointed straight upward, just waiting for Rogue’s ass.
Rogue arches his pierced brow and leans farther back in his chair, the rickety wood groaning beneath his weight. His stare glimmers with amusement. Seconds before he opens his mouth, I sense exactly what’s about to come out of it.
“I do recall you doing an incredible job when I made a similar reque?—”
She points the knife at his face, and snaps, “Idareyou to finish that sentence.Te voy a fucking matar.”
Welp, that’s all I needed to hear.
They definitely fucked, that much is abundantly clear now.
Sighing, I park my elbow on the table and rest my chin heavily on my palm, my eyes bouncing back and forth between the two.
Rogue holds up both palms in surrender, flattening his lips into a tight line. Sable snaps her head toward me, almost as if she forgot I was here, her fiery stare fading into panic.
“Perdóname, por favor,” she whispers.
I should be angry with her for fucking one of my bullies. I probably would be, had he not apologized earlier. But deep down, I already knew that’s what happened, and while I’m not exactly pleased, I’m just relieved it was consensual. If I’m really being honest, I have no room to talk, considering I can’t seem to stop fucking one of them, too.
In her defense, even if Rogue wasn’t beautiful, he’s incredibly charming and enigmatic. I can see exactly why Sable couldn’t resist him, and I know that’s at least one reason she’s so pissed.
She’s always in control, always so unshakeable. She moves with intention. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen her do anything careless or thoughtless in the four years I've known her. She’s a foundation that doesn’t crack beneath pressure. Yet she did for Rogue, and I’d bet that gets beneath her skin more than anything.
Truthfully, her situation is more relatable than infuriating.
I arch a brow, and say dryly, “And here I thought we were besties. You didn’t tell me his dick size.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Sable’s face turn from light brown to fire engine red in a matter of point-two seconds before, but evidently, there’s a first time for everything.
A wolfish grin spreads across Rogue’s face. “Probably because she had a hard time taki?—”
The speed with which her head whips to him is concerning, solar flares snapping from her irises and lashing at Rogue.
“Shut the fuck up before I paralyze you and bury you alive,” she threatens.
He bites back his smile in response, smart enough to at least try to suppress his inflated ego. I have a feeling he only listens for now because he's so terrified of her.
She’s turning back to me, accusation in her narrowed stare. “And don’t get me started on not sharing details.”
“Ope,” I mutter quietly, dropping my attention to my half-eaten cheesy hash browns.
I texted her a very brief confession that I may have accidentally fallen and choked on Dread’s dick recently, only for shit to blow up when Lionel called, resulting in me ending up naked in the retort. She flipped her shit, of course, but we haven’t had the chance to get into the details yet. I sure as fuck haven’t been making time for it.
At leastItold her Dread’s dick size. Or at least my best guess.
Reluctantly, Sable drops the butter knife and settles back into her chair, her sharp stare flicking between the two of us. Somehow, Rogue and I became the scolded children in this scenario. It’s one of Sable’s many gifts.
“Anyways,” she sniffs, tucking her curls behind her ear as if to put herself back together.
Sensing she’s about to change the subject, Rogue leans forward with pinched brows, a concerned look passing over his face.
“Waitwaitwait, you’re not gonna tell her my dick size? This is my first time getting to witness this conversation, and you’re going todeprive me of it?”
Oh, God. She might actually commit murder.
Sable’s face drops into a terrifyingly blank expression, though it only seems to further excite Rogue—the fucking masochist.
Can’t say I’ve seen someone so turned on and terrified by someone at the same time.
