Wild Nights
“Whether it was the visual of watching Grace get fucked by Den that held him immobile, or Denver’s words after that or the fierce expression of fear mixed with anger on Grace’s face, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he needed to sort this out before he went after her.
And he was going after her. They were going to get this figured out one way or another, tonight. No more mixed signals. He read the confusion on her face. One minute she seemed indifferent, the next sending him “fuck me” signals, the next angry as hell.
Then Den told him Grace was his for the taking, that she wasn’t the least bit interested in screwing other guys. Yeah, right. Could have fooled him, since she’d just finished letting one of his best friends fuck her. Which was exactly what he’d said to Denver. He’d had to bite back the angry jealousy that had reared its ugly head. Hell he’d wanted to take a punch at Den, and that was completely out of character for him. He never cared if Den fucked someone he knew.
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