Chapter 22 #3
I washed myself until my skin was pink from all the scrubbing, hoping I got the smell out.
Marco had left some clothes on the counter for me, so I quickly got dry and pulled them on, wandering out to the living room.
Marco was smoking on the couch, motioning for me to join him as he pulled a laptop out.
Hunter and Rory were talking in hushed voices in the kitchen, so since I knew she was okay, I sat beside Marco. He opened the laptop, typing for a second before a video popped up.
It was of my house, the flames licking the sky as fire fighters tried to stop the blaze, my hands reaching for the laptop to pull it closer.
He let me put it on my lap, and I could feel him watching me as I stared at the creation I’d made. It was glorious, a grin spreading across my face.
The top level started caving in, excitement rushing through me as it collapsed and embers and smoke plumed into the sky. It would have looked so much better at night.
“Where’s the camera?” I asked, not taking my eyes off the screen.
“It’s one of your security cameras. We hacked it a while ago,” he explained, making me panic a little.
“Won’t the cops have this then?”
“This? Yes. The evidence of you showing up and leaving? No. We wiped that shit and put it on a loop. All they see is the house starting to burn, but that’s it,” he replied, leaning back and glancing over at the kitchen. “Hey, Donovan. I cured him for you. I think he’s horny now too.”
“You do the opposite of making people horny,” she called back, making him snort.
“Whatever you say, Princess. You know you think of me when you masturbate.”
“No need to masturbate when you’re dating five hot guys.”
He rolled his eyes, looking back at me. “She masturbates, right?”
“Your good deed of showing me this doesn’t make us buddies that swap sex stories,” I muttered, and he raised an eyebrow.
“I’ve seen videos of you two fucking. No need to be shy.”
“How would you like your privacy breached like that?” I growled, coughing and making him sigh as he handed a bottle of water to me.
“You can breach my privacy all you like, but I’d probably scare you.”
“If I can handle Skeet, I think I can handle you.”
“Aw, big bad Skeet with his scawwy knife? You’re vanilla as fuck if you think that’s as kinky as it gets, man. Try some ropes and orgasm torture. I’ll water board you while I fuck you.”
“You’re not my type.”
“You’re a top? Didn’t see that coming. I suppose I’ll allow it. You’ll still call me daddy though, right?”
“Knock it off,” Hunter gritted out as he walked in, motioning for me to drink more water. “You need an alibi. Start thinking.”
“The lawyer will sort it out,” I replied before guzzling down some water, the cool liquid soothing my throat.
“They’ll still want to know where you were. And no, you can’t say you were here. Associating with us when you’re rubbing shoulders with the Psychos will only cause more attention. They’ll turn it into a Psychos versus Devils issue.”
“I take it you don’t want to be a team player and—”
“No, I’m not your scapegoat,” he grunted as Rory wandered in.
“It’s hard since so many places have cameras. If he says he was at one of his businesses, there’s no proof on the cameras and they’ll know they were tampered with. He needs to stay here.”
I looked at Marco, who I was pretty sure wanted to punch me, but he nodded.
“Fine. I was gaming when you went and set your house on fucking fire, so pick up the damn controller and play it since it’s still logged on. We’ll adjust the footage to make it seem like we haven’t left.”
“What about my car?”
“Handled. Put the oxygen mask back on. You can’t be wheezy when they show up,” Hunter replied, dropping down on my other side and handing me the controller so he could take the laptop. The fire was slowly burning out, the house nothing more than rubble.
I did as he said and put the mask on, and after five minutes, I was in a pretty serious game of smash derby with Marco.
Trusting Hunter to cover for me was risky, but what other choice did I have?
Rory fell asleep in the recliner once she’d showered the smoke off and pulled on some of Marco’s clothes, and Hunter found a blanket to put over her.
“I don’t like you guys hanging around her, but thanks for keeping her safe,” I mumbled, not taking my eyes off the screen. “And thanks for today.”
“I accept blow jobs as payment,” Marco joked, seeming to be more relaxed now that he was playing the game.
“I’d be terrible at head. You’d be disappointed.”
“Nah, newbies are great because you can train them and they don’t already have bad habits,” he smirked, running my car off the track and smashing into it, mashing buttons to try and inflict more damage.
“I hate training people.” Except Rory, I really liked showing her new things.
“Good thing I know how to suck dick then. I can teach you all the tricks.”
“This new bromance is weird and I don’t like it,” Hunter tsked as he stood and headed to the bathroom for his shower, leaving us to our game.
“Ignore him. He’s just mad no one’s choking on his cock,” Marco said brightly, making me laugh.
Maybe these two assholes weren’t that bad after all.