Talk Flirty To Me (Cheap Thrills 4) - Page 30

When I ran out of steam and pushed my bangs agitatedly off my forehead, I looked between Jarrod’s brothers, watching them blink while they processed this. Yeah, think how I feel hearing it, boys.

Looking at his brother, Canon asked, “He’s doing sex things with women at night, you say?”

“Yeah.”

“Every night?” he clarified.

“Yeah. Last night was the longest one, and he didn’t finish ‘til four.”

His eyes widened at this. “And you’re sure it’s Jarrod?”

“Yes.”

“Ah, but are you sure it’s Jarrod’s wall and not your other neighbor’s?” Reid asked, looking like he’d solved the puzzle.

“Considering it’s only our two houses that are joined together – yes.”

Frowning over at Canon, Bond asked, “Did we ever have the sex talk with Jarrod to explain what it was?”

None of them had an answer for this and just looked at each other expectantly.

“And you’re sure you heard a woman’s voice in there with him? While he was doing the sex stuff?” Reid asked, sounding like I was talking about something impossible.

“Yes!”

This time when they looked at each other, there was a glint in their eyes.

“Shotgun,” Bond yelled, jumping up from his seat and running toward my door with the other two behind him. The only issue was when they all tried to run through the doorway at the same time and it ended up with them pushing, shoving, and slapping each other.

Watching all of this from his space beside me now, Ammon mused, “I’m glad we’re not as weird as they are.” And then followed it up by shifting so that most of his body was lying across my lap. “Scratch my back, sissy.”

I wasn’t sure my uncle had made the right call entrusting me with Elodie, even if it was on and off until he sorted out a long-term plan. With the way it was going, she was going to end up scarred for life.

JarrodI was just falling asleep when it sounded like fifty hands were hammering on my front door at the same time. I’d thought moving here would get me away from that shit and give me a peaceful life, but I was wrong.

Getting up, I crossed over to the front door and had only just unlocked it when it burst open and my three cretin siblings fell through it.

Catching himself before he landed, Canon shot up and pointed a finger in my face. “You’ve got the best one I’ve ever met in my life, and you’re doing that shit to her? What the hell is wrong with you?”

Not going for words, Reid and Bond jumped on me and we went down on the floor in a tangle of long limbs. While Bond was trying to find a spot on my abdomen to hit, Reid was wrapping himself around me like a sloth, trying to get a chokehold on me.

It went without saying that we’d fought a lot – a lot, a lot – over the years. Some of it was understandable, some of it was fueled by hormones, some of it was just because we needed to blow off steam, but not once had I been left wondering what the hell was going on.

“She can hear all of it through the walls, you stupid son of a bitch,” Bond growled, finally landing a hit beside my belly button but not with enough force to wind me.

“You just insulted Mom,” I wheezed, reaching over my head to find Reid’s and pulling it. “And I’ve got no fucking idea why.”

Using his foot to find purchase on the floor, Bond tipped me so that I was now on my back on top of Reid and jumped on top of me. Reid started panicking at the extra four hundred pounds pushing down on his chest and tried waving at Bond to let him up. Not that it made a difference – he was a man on a mission.

“Katy,” Bond snapped, punching me in the ribs and inadvertently bouncing at the same time, which made Reid gasp. “You’re bringing bitches back to do sex shit with them, and she hears all of it. Way she said it, it could be a number of bitches all lined up waiting.”

“I’ve not had anyone back here,” I yelled, jerking my torso to get him off and getting a huge amount of satisfaction when Reid groaned as we landed on him. There you go, fucker!

Throughout all of it, Canon had been pacing around us, but at this he swung back. “She heard it, Jarrod. Fucking heard all of it, so don’t lie.”

“I’m not lying!”

“What, are you renting out rooms by the hour then?” Bond sneered and then sat up and looked around the place. “I mean, I’m not sure how much you’d get for that, but it doesn’t seem like a bad way to make some extra income.”

Using this distraction, I shoved on his chest as hard as I could, and grinned when I heard the thud and groan that came out of him when he hit the ground. As a final fuck you to Reid, I went to stand up, and then dropped straight back down on him.

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