Exception: A Black Diamond Novel (Unlucky 13) by Cora Rose

Author:Cora Rose [Rose, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-17T23:00:00+00:00

I slog through the workday, the burrito sitting heavily in my stomach. And the ale. So much ale. I’m never drinking anything but Bud Light again. There’s a reason it’s my preferred drink. I never really feel it when I wake the next day.

I could drink a whole twelve-pack and be fine. But what Holden gave me was toxic. He totally did that on purpose. He probably hoped the monkey would come take advantage of me again. Probably liked seeing me hobble home with my legs in my shirt holes.

“What are you staring off into the trees for?” Devon asks as we make our way out of a bungalow. Some rich kid put a waist-high, dick-sized hole through the wall…a glory hole, I think. Devon just sighed, squatted down, and peered through it. It was a little too close to his eyeball for comfort, if you ask me. Could get pink eye. We had to patch it up and then paint over it so the next guest could have a dick-hole-free room.

Although, judging by the way these people behave on the island, they’d probably like a glory hole.

Hell, if I was rich, maybe I’d like one too.

My mind immediately conjures up Holden fucking me through a wall, and I sigh. I was gonna try to forget him, but it seems I can’t.

“You see something up there?” Devon asks, his big mitt shading his eyes as he glances up at the palm trees. “I don’t see nothing.”

“Just thinking.”

“Pfft, thinking is overrated. Actions are better.”

I eye him because he didn’t act at all when Molly made an appearance earlier. He just hid behind some towels. She found him back there pretending to screw something into the wall with a tape measure.

She wasn’t fooled.

“What’s up with you and Molly?” I ask, and Devon glowers at me.

“What’s up with you and Holden?”

Fair enough, Devon. Fair enough.

The two of us stare at each other silently until we both look away. “Alright, then, good talk. Let’s go. Work’s done until the next glory hole tomorrow.”

Apparently glory holes are a thing out here. Just all-day fucking.

We walk away, getting into the golf cart and chugging up the path to the workers’ apartment complex on the small island.

As we drive, my phone buzzes, and I see a text from my best friend, Dixon.

Dixon:

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