Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
“Cheers,” I agree and take a big drink.
KASHTON
I enter the suite and come to a stop when I see Ashtyn, Jasmine, and Everett sitting at the bar. Haidyn, Hooke, and Saint enter behind me, and Haidyn doesn’t even offer a good night when he realizes his wife must be in bed. He heads straight to their bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Well, this can’t end well. Is this why Eve is so mad at me? Why she called me asking about Titanic? Jasmine doesn’t have anything to do with that, though.
“Kashton.” Ash throws her arms out. “Look who came to visit.” She gestures to Jasmine, as if I could miss the redhead I used to pay to fuck.
Eve tosses a shot back and slams the glass down, then gets up from her seat at the bar, heading to our bedroom.
“They’re—”
“I better get going.” Jasmine stands, interrupting Ashtyn before she can say anything stupid.
If Eve wants to know about everyone I’ve fucked in my past, I’ll tell her. Jasmine knows we never had anything other than sex. Hell, I paid her for it. Every. Single. Time. Even after she stopped being a Queen. It was a transaction and that was it. She may be a part of our world, but we never had a future. Not one that I wanted anyway.
“What?” Ashtyn pouts. “We just got started.”
Jasmine stumbles to throw away one of the empty bottles of tequila.
“You should crash here,” Ashtyn tells her.
Jasmine shakes her head. “Absolutely not. I arrived in an Uber; I’ll leave in one.”
“I’ll take you home.”
We all turn around to see Hooke checking his Rolex as if to see how far past his bedtime it is. He is still on East Coast time. He looks tired, but his tone says he feels obligated to be a gentleman.
Jasmine snorts. “No thanks. I’ll take my chances walking the Strip. Alone.” Her cell rings and she sighs before answering. “Hello? Yeah, I’m about to head home. I’ll stop by on the way.” Hanging up, she walks toward the door.
Hooke moves to block her exit. “Booty call?” he asks, arching a brow.
“Who I fuck is none of your business, but no. It was Kink. There’s an issue—”
“I’ll take you,” he interrupts her. Opening the door, he ushers her out while ignoring her protests.
I don’t even bother to tell anyone good night and storm off to our room. I see Eve’s phone on the bed. She turned it off after she hung up on me. I know because I called her several times, and each one went straight to voicemail.
The shower is running, and I rip open the glass door to see her standing under the spray. “What the fuck was that phone call about?” I demand.
She ignores me, and I reach in, grabbing her arm and yanking her around to face me. “Eve?”
“It sucks being ignored, doesn’t it?”
I wonder how much she had to drink since our phone call because Jasmine threw an entire empty bottle of tequila away. And I know it was just her and Jasmine drinking because Ashtyn is pregnant, and she isn’t that stupid.
“What the hell happened?” I command. “I was only gone for five hours.”
She starts soaping up her naked body, and I watch the way her hands caress her breasts, down her waist and around her hips. The suds cascade over her thighs, and my cock hardens at the thought of shoving her to her knees and fucking her mouth until I come all over her face.
“Eve?” I grind out. Between whatever shit Ashtyn is trying to pull and Eve ignoring me, my irritated mood has gone sour quickly.
She finishes rinsing, turns off the water, steps out, and yanks the towel off the hook on the wall. “Well, we decided to watch a movie, and Ashtyn chose Titanic while sucking on a cherry sucker like it was someone’s dick. That was my first clue, then she made sure to tell me how much she ‘looooved’ a certain part. I can only imagine why.” She looks me up and down with disgust. “Surely it had to do with all of your dicks. Which means you lied to me.”
Jesus Christ. I run a hand down my face. “I didn’t lie. The movie meant nothing to me.” She asked me a question, and I answered. Plain and simple.
“What do you call it?” she demands.
“The first time we…” I trail off.
“Fucked her,” Eve growls.
“Yes.” I grind my teeth but continue. “I dropped by Saint’s dad’s house, and the three of them were in the media room, and something was playing on the screen.” I wasn’t paying much attention to that. “We…took our turns.” Eve’s eyes narrow on me. “What do you want me to say?” I ask, throwing my arms out to my sides. “The truth or lie?”
“The truth,” she snaps.