Page 74 of Speak No Claim

“See…” Caspian remarked, “You’re laughing. Chicks dig scars.”

“Caspian!” she chastised.

“What?” he grumbled. “I’m trying to find the silver lining.”

“Which is what?”

He beamed, glancing at me with a dumbass expression. “Our boy’s got his first crush…” In a high-pitched tone, he bit, “It’s so cute…”

“You both are fucking idiots!” With that, she spun around and left.

“Finally,” I breathed out when she slammed the door behind her.

His demeanor changed abruptly, and Caspian sighed. “She’s got a point, though.”

“If you’re going to ride my ass too, there’s the door.”

He dramatically set his hand on his chest. “After everything I did for you?”

As if on cue, there was a knock on my door.

“And there’s your nurse now.”

I arched an eyebrow.

“You may enter!” he called out.

The person I least expected walked through the door.

“Special delivery.” Caspian smiled wide, gesturing to her. “Your Amazon Princess, motherfucker. You’re welcome.”

If I weren’t already sitting down, this might’ve knocked me on my ass.

Hennessy

When Caspian called me last night, I was confused about how he got my number, but that quickly changed as soon as he announced, “Onyx is unconscious.”

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. “What happened?”

“He was punished.”

“What do you mean? What did he do?”

“Well, for starters, he’s lost his mind over you.”

“Over me?” I exclaimed, surprised.

“That’s what I said.”

Feeling instantly defensive, I asked, “What did I do?”

“You’re here,” was all she stated.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that my boy is going to get his dick chopped off if he doesn’t keep it in his pants for you.”

“Excuse me?”