Chapter Twenty-Six
Alphaholes
Booker: That’s another fine mess you got me into Taylin!
Laken: Be truthful, it was you that got you into that mess, Booker. You had to spill your guts while winding up Tay. No wonder Popi cut off your dessert supply.
Taylin: I’m choosing not to get annoyed with you, Booker, as Hollis is my fiancé.
Kodi: How many times did he get that into the conversation tonight?
Taylin: Not nearly enough!
Kari: You are that happy, Tay?
Booker: Couldn’t you see the love hearts firing out of his ass?
Rue: Cute Booker, real cute.
Booker: It’s a gift!
Laken: If you say so… where you at Silas? You normally have plenty to say.
Rue: All I’m getting is crickets.
Kodi: Me too… what are we missing? Booker?
Booker: Why you fucking askin’ me? He can see this conversation!
Jupiter: When hasn’t he got his panties in a twist? In fact, maybe that’s why Tay drove off the deep end into the wedding pool of oblivion… it was nice knowing you, bro.
Taylin: Jealous… you’re just jealous because you’re all single, lonely fuckers. Well, not all of you…
Laken: Why did you have to swing that bat in all our directions? And who are you aiming that last hit at?
Kodi: He never did have a good aim…
Kari: Fuck, I’ve got the scar to prove it.
Taylin: Once more, you stepped into the path of the baseball. It’s not my fault you can’t catch for shit.
Kari: You keep telling yourself that! Just don’t ever play ball with Hollis if he takes off his glasses. The dude has even less chance of seeing you aiming for him.
Taylin: The type of ball I play with Hollis, he doesn’t need his glasses… although…
Kari: Nope! No! Nada! Don’t you dare…
Jupiter: Tay, now you get with the programme.
Kari: Don’t you dare encourage this shit of over sharing, Jup, or I’ll come down the hallway and spank your ass.
Jupiter: Promises, promises…
Booker: No words! Fucking none!
Jupiter: The things you typed with your big sausage fingers… they be words bi g bro!
Booker: Whatever!
Booker closed the app and released a grateful sigh that no one continued on down the low blow Taylin lobbed at him. He’d be having a fucking word with him in the morning—well away from Frey—for damn sure.