Low Life at the End of the World: A Post-Apocalyptic Reverse Harem Comedy (Preppers Book 2) by C.V. Guyer

Author:C.V. Guyer [Guyer, C.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Ducky

I turn away from the make-out session in the barn lot and squat down next to one of the two goats still running around on the ground. The big biker is still holding one of them in his arms as he stands there glaring at the guys surrounding my Pixie.

I understand your anger big guy. Totally with you on this, and way beyond.

I pick up the little goat-let and run my hand over its silky soft head as I stand up. It’s adorable but it’s a sucky distraction from the romance in the air. I look over my shoulder at Phi, where she’s now leaning against the fence laughing at something Benny is saying. Fuck, even Benny?

The goat baby must read minds and be insulted by my thought, either that or I squeeze it just a bit too tightly in my irritation as it suddenly starts going ape shit.

I hold on to the squirming little can eater tighter so it doesn’t go flying, but momma goat must not agree with my choice to not immediately set her little billy goat gruff down. She darts over directly in front of me and stomps her foot.

She is such a little bad ass. All fifty pounds of her is vibrating in anger, like she’s going to charge me. She reminds me a little of Phi.

I turn around to look at Phi, catching her eyes on me and my situation with the Alabama prom date. I shrug at her, as she suddenly stands upright in alarm, her eyes moving behind me.

The little mini muncher in my arms is still going crazy trying to get away from me. It probably wants to run to the biker, or hell, one of the other guys. Fuck, maybe it wants to date all of them. What the hell is it about everyone I want, ending up with another guy? Or guys? Even when I clearly found them first.

First there was Toni. I talked to her for weeks before making my move, literally drove for hours and found her just to keep her safe. And yeah, maybe to get a shot at one of the last girls in the world. Was my heroic gesture appreciated? Hell no, she already had a pool full of noodles adoring her every move and eating Viagra like candy to impress her.

My choice to leave the sausage fest at the compound may not have been all my own, but if given the option I would have hitched my trailer to Phi in a heartbeat.

The compound was borderline on turning into one big duckless orgy when I woke up in the backseat of a freaking tank with a blue haired beauty at the wheel. All to myself. Fate. Stars aligning bull shit. I look down at the angry goat. Okay, goat shit. But anyway, Phi and I were clearly meant to be.

Then frick and frack joined the party and wouldn’t leave. Safety in numbers and all that crap. I get that. But she was my Pixie first.

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