Stone Cold Queen (Sick Boys Book 2) by Lucy Smoke

Author:Lucy Smoke [Smoke , Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

25

Avalon

That weekend, after exams are all done, I stand in my room at the Sick Boys’ mansion, combing through my duffle bags. Even though when I arrived, one had been filled with dirty laundry and the other with clean shit, since I'd officially moved in with the guys, someone had gone through my stuff, washed it, and returned it hung up in perfectly pressed lines. Probably one of the nearly invisible staff that come in and out of the house like silent ghosts.

The guys' maid had nearly given me a fucking heart attack when I'd gone down to grab a water while they were all out doing their own shit sometime during the week. Since then, however, I'd seen neither hide nor hair of anyone else. It’s almost too easy to convince myself that it’s just them and me, especially when I start seeing far more of them than I ever expected. Small moments that are so normal they surprise me. I’m so used to seeing them dressed to kill—quite literally—and always with their guards up. But here, in their house, they’re just normal twenty-something year old guys. Abel hangs out in his boxers, playing video games. Braxton drinks milk straight from the carton in the kitchen after a workout. He works out shirtless, and it’s allowed me to really examine him. I’d never noticed the tattoos on his spine. I know Dean has his, and that Abel has a few of his own, but Brax—he’s completely inkless everywhere except that back of his. Every inch of skin from his shoulders right down to the top curve of his ass is covered in twisting dark patterns. I wonder if he’s hiding something.

"Hey," Dean's voice sounds from the hallway as he opens the door and strides inside. "Are you ready?"

"Almost," I say, bending over and snatching a hair tie from one of my duffles and the cheap brush with no handle that I keep in there. I comb back my hair and pull it back into a tight ponytail while he remains in the doorway, leaning on the frame with his arms crossed.

"What?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "Nothing, you just look damn fine, baby."

Baby ... when had I gotten so damn used to that term from him? My back straightens, and I shrug but don't respond. I don't tell him, but he looks damn fine too. His shoulders stretch the dark fabric of his t-shirt, and I can't help the way my eyes trail down to the fit of his jeans.

My attention doesn't go unnoticed. "See something you want, baby?"

I look back to his face, and he grins. I force myself to turn away. "Are the guys ready?" I ask, ignoring his question.

"Yeah, they're downstairs."

I grab my phone off the desk and slip it into my pocket. "Alright, let's go."

Dean captures me as I try to slip past him, his hand touching my hip and locking down. "Still don't want to tell me what you're planning?"

Desire flares up inside of me.

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