Jury looked over at me and smiled, “A labia piercing. It’s where you have the lips of your pussy pierced. Heightens the pleasure for the woman.”
“Ask Grey. He knows too.” Wolf nodded.
“You're lying,” I said.
Wolf shook his head. “Negative.”
Jury smiled.
Ophelia narrowed her eyes, “And how would you know about any of that?”
They were both silent.
Then they took off running with Agatha laughing.
I locked my gaze on first Ophelia, then Nola, then Tempie.
Then I shouted, “Michael Adams!”
Grey
“Michael Adams!” I heard.
I winced.
“Oh, you done fucked up now, boy,” Merlin teased.
Xander chuckled, “Bout time it’s you and not me.”
“Xander!” Nola screeched.
“Fuck,” Xander groaned.
Saint chuckled until we heard Ophelia shout, “Benjamin Christopher.”
Then he too whispered, “Fuck.”
“Merlin!” Tempie shouted.
Merlin winced, “Well, shit.”
Just then, Jury and Wolf came running down the hallway from the kitchen with a laughing Agatha at their heels.
Then we all saw the women.
The women who looked pissed the fuck off.
***
“Daddy? What’s a labia piercing? And can I get one?” My eight-year-old daughter asked.
I felt my face go pale.
Oh. Fuck.
My brothers threw their heads back and roared with laughter.
Then I looked at my baby girl and said, “Go to your mother.”
