Page 62 of Rhett Redeemed

Parties which may or may not turn into orgies. Check.

Naked women wandering around. Check.

Naked women trying to talk to me to get me to fuck them. Check.

I look over at Dice and Leah, watching them play beer pong together. At least Con will have Leah here, a nice girl who knows what goes on and still stays here. She must really love Dice.

“You want another beer?” Bear asks, sitting down next to me. “Or a shot?”

“Nah, I’m good. I think I might head to bed,” I say, standing up and walking back inside. I find Zeke in the kitchen, fucking a girl against the counter, and three naked women making out in the living room.

Oh fuck, Con is going to leave my ass.

What will she think when she moves in and has to see all of this? It’s normal for me, but it sure as hell won’t be normal for her. Would it be a deal breaker for her?

I hope not.

I pull out my phone and send her a text message.

Rhett: I miss you. What are you doing?

Con: In bed reading. You? I miss you too.

I look over at the women, one of whom is going down on another, and decide to lie.

Rhett: Nothing much, about to go to bed. Had to deal with the cops today, so I’m beat.

Con: COPS?!? What happened?

I probably shouldn’t have said anything, but I’m trying for this honesty thing. Speaking of, I should tell her about the party tonight. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that I can’t hide the truth, especially with Con. If we’re going to make it, I have to always be as honest as possible.

Rhett: It sounds worse than it is. They were just questioning me about the whole thing with the Forgotten Children from a while back. I tell you about it next time I see you. Everything’s fine, we’re just having a party now.

Con: Party? What kind of party are you having?

Shit.

I could send her a photo, but I don’t think she’d appreciate that.

Rhett: The boys are having a party.

I should have said that from the start.

Con: So you’re surrounded by beautiful women all trying to get with you right now?

I think about how best to word this so I don’t start a fight.

Rhett: There are women here, but I’m going to bed and leaving them to their party.

“Want to join us?” one of the women calls out, beckoning me.

I grin but shake my head and walk into my room, locking the door behind me. Yeah, I’m hard from seeing them naked, not going to lie, but Con is the only one I want and I’m not going to ruin that.

I sit in bed and do a Google search of pregnancy, what women need and what makes it easier for them.

Con: Maybe I should move into the clubhouse sooner.

I smile at her text.