Page 47 of Spook's Possession
“We can’t fight them on our own.”
“No. We need help. I’m going to Grim.”
I trusted him and the Royal Bastards. If anyone could prevent that cult from taking us, it was the family I had known all my life.
“Go. This can’t wait.”
“Don’t leave The Crossroads without me.”
“I won’t,” I promised before his lips captured mine.
“All my love. Every bit of me,” he swore, staring into my eyes as we separated. “Truly. Madly. Deeply.”
“All of it,” I agreed.
WHILE I WAITED FORCountry, I showered, dressed, and made my way into the common room. The bar was crowded, but I didn’t feel much like talking, so I took a seat in the corner to think over all the information I learned today about the cult.
“Hey, Heather.”
I looked up, annoyed to find Georgia taking a seat next to me. “Uh, hi.”
She smirked. “I know you don’t like me, and I can’t say that I blame you.” She sat down without an invitation, and I sighed. “But I think I should clear the air so you don’t believe all the gossip goin’ around.”
“Is that so?” Admittedly, I had an attitude.
“Damn, girl. You’re so fucking fierce. I love it.”
Whatever.
“Really. Twitchy thinks you’re a badass. She wants to recruit ya for the Harlots.”
Huh. I like Twitchy. She was her own brand of crazy, kinda like me.
“Twitchy is cool,” I agreed, not bothering to reply about becoming a Harlot.
Georgia cleared her throat. “I’m not fucking your man. Just so ya know. I tried a couple of times, but he turned me down. Fast.” She laughed. “So fast it almost hurt my fragile ego.”
I couldn’t resist a smile in response.
“Spook is so in love with you a girl could wrap her naked body around him, and he wouldn’t pop a boner.”
I couldn’t help but giggle. Damn. She was crass, but it was funny.
“I’m impressed.”
“If all this is true, why didn’t you stop the rumors?”
“Eh,” she waved a hand around in the air, flashing her blood-red nails. “That boy is bullheaded. I thought gettin’ ya jealous would help ya claim him.”
“That pisses me off but makes sense,” I conceded.
“See? I told ya I know what I’m doin’. Bragged about his thick cock too. I’ve got all the club girls curious.”
Frowning, I glared at her. “That’s not funny.”
“Honey, I saw his dick once. It’s huge.”
I slid off the stool, about to slap her smile off her face.