Crow
“Fuck.” Someone said behind me. “That’s hot.” I didn’t turn. I had purposely kept my back to Chloe. Or more specifically I kept my back to Gunner who had his hands all over her bare legs like he owned her. Like she wasn’t my woman
“Shit.” Doubles voice was croaky and he cleared his throat loudly. His eyes round. Something was going on behind me. Whirling around I almost choked on the drink in my mouth.
Chloe was sat , squashed up against Delilah on a worn armchair. Their arms were around each other making out like Randy teenagers.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from them. And neither could any other man in the room. Everyone had turned to watch them.
My own men between them.
“Shit.” Double swore again.
This time I knew exactly what he was swearing at. Across the room Delilah’s
