“Man, it was the best. I fucking hate the heat, but Rosebud has the most beautiful home. She even has a ballet room for Ellis. It’s fucking amazing there. Ellis has this little pink car she drives around the house in. I’m going to get a matching one.”
“Will you fit?” E asked, frowning.
“No, like a life-size adult one. So I can drive her around in it.”
I nodded. “Well, sounds like you didn’t run into any issues. Good.”
“How was… Fox?” E asked.
“Different. He’s… dead, man. That man isn’t Fox. He’s quiet. Violent. I guess I still see Foxy in there somewhere, but the underground fucked him up.” Cole winced. “But he’s good. He smokes cigarettes and beats the shit out of punching bags in their home gym. I’m in shape, and I can’t keep up with his ass. He doesn’t talk too much, so I can’t report on shit he said, but he’s… alive, I guess. Seems happy. Fucking protective of Rosebud, and that’s what I like to see.”
“Did you fuck?” I asked, cutting to the chase.
Cole scoffed. “I’m not discussing my sex life with you.”
“She has a harem of men. I’m sure you stood in line too,” I muttered.
“Hey! Asshole!” Cole snapped, his mood doing a one-eighty. “Don’t fucking talk about my girl like that.”
“Relax. We all stood in line once upon a time,” I muttered, feeling bitter and jealous. It took me a minute to realize that’s what the feelings were.
Fuck, they sucked.
“Enzo, I’m warning you,” Cole snarled at me. “Don’t fucking talk about that shit.”
“Sure.” I lit some sugar and took a deep hit before offering it to him. “Peace offering.”
He hesitated for a moment before taking it and inhaling his hit deeply. He settled back onto the couch, hopefully more mellow and not so damn snappy.
We smoked in silence, while E had a few drinks with us. Finally, Cole was wasted enough to talk.
“I got laid today,” he mumbled. “I fucked her at her doctor’s office.”
I glanced at E to see him staring at his hands.
“Cole, you don’t need to tell us,” E murmured.
“No. No, I’m gonna tell you,” Cole slurred out. “It was so good. Anson watched me do it. He was so pissed.” Cole laughed softly. “I fucked her with him too when I was there. We went upstairs and did it together.”
I swallowed hard and finished my drink before pouring another.
“His dick is pierced. Big fucking monster cock on him. I can see the appeal.” Cole chuckled and drank some more.
“Did you fuck her with Evan and Klaus?” I asked.
“No. No, man. Just me and Ass Hat. He got me off. I’ve kissed him. He’s good at that, too. Makes me hate him a little more, but fuck man, the sex is so fucking good. My dick is hard just thinking about it.”
I raised my brows at his words, something hot and ugly unfurling in my chest.
“You kissed him? He got you off?” I asked, my voice tight and shaky. E glanced at me and winced. He knew I was feeling some kind of way.
“Yeah. It’s just with her. Like we were with her. He likes to fuck with me, and honestly, I like fucking with him. But god, that big fucking cock of his.” Cole groaned.
“You didn’t have sex with Anson, did you?” E asked, frowning.
“No. No, man. No. Fuck him. We just both fucked Rosalie’s pussy together. It’s so tight. God, I think it’s tighter than when Fox started breaking her in.” Cole paused, his eyelids heavy. “She had a C-section with our daughter. She has to have another one.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
