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"I don't even know her." "But you want to." "She's beautiful, but that's the end of it." "A lot of girls are beautiful, but Farah is beautiful in a different way," he said, getting that dreamy look when talking about his girl. "She made me see her and not want to look at any other chick. Farah didn't have to try either. That's the thing about you and Lark. You two were breathing in rhythm at the reception dinner and never even said more than hello. Maybe you did at the wedding too, but I was sort of busy staring at my hot wife." "Yeah, you were drooling all over the wedding reception. Hell, I saw a few people slip on the fucking dance floor. It was pretty disgusting." "Nope. You're not changing the subject. I'm sick of you hooking up with stupid bitches you don't want because you're afraid of getting played like you did by Kristen. Lark isn't that bitch. She'll treat you good and you need a chick to swoon over and write poetry for and paint and... Shit, you're already painting her, aren't you?" "Fuck off, Coop." "Is she dressed in these paintings?" he asked, wiggling his brows. "How would I know what she looks like naked?" "Use your imagination. You know the parts on a chick." "You're an idiot."
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"If you don't make a move on Lark, I'm going to hook you two up. Don't make me stoop to that shit, man. Bad enough I'm helping Tucker find a decent fuck for Bailey. I really don't need to play matchmaker with you too." "I've got it handled." Cooper smirked. "Lark's coming to your shop to get a tat fixed. You're welcome for that." "What?" I muttered, frowning even if this idea interested me. "She's got a lame worm tat and needs it fixed. She works at that Denny's and can't afford it, so I said I would pay. I like paying for chicks to get nice tats. Makes me feel charitable." "It's a worm?" I asked, wondering why Lark would have a fucking worm tattoo. "Looks like one. I think it was supposed to be a butterfly. I can't remember. Farah got all territorial and I about jizzed my pants." "Too much fucking info, man," I said, emphasizing each word. "Whatever. Just make sure you look your best when she shows up. I don't want you scaring her away. She's cute and available and I don't want Vaughn messing with Lark. He's trouble and will eat her alive." Even though I said nothing, Cooper started laughing. "You're jealous." Exhaling hard, I flipped him off again, but he just kept laughing. "Yeah, well, you better get that girl or I might set her up with someone from the club. Judd still gets weird around Mac. Need to get him a woman so Judd won't kill him on accident one day," Cooper said, air quoting "accident." Leaning back, I doodled on my napkin until I realized I was drawing Lark again. Cooper didn't seem to notice. He was too busy frowning at his phone. "Problem?" "More shit from the Devils. They're pushing and we'll need to push back. Might need to call someone in to go to Tucson to handle the problem at the top." "Someone?" "Don't you worry. Business shit." "Now, you're secretive. Where was this when you were talking about jazzing your pants."
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"In a booth, Bailey sat next to Vaughn while frowning at her drink. "I need a man!" she declared when she saw me. Vaughn glanced at her and sighed. "I'll do you, but no names." Bailey didn't get it, but I laughed while Cooper acted irritated. Aaron kissed the top of my head then walked over to get us drinks. "Why can't I trap a man into a relationship like you bitches?" she asked with complete seriousness. "Your subtly turns men off," Vaughn answered when I just smiled. "Bailey, maybe you could try being more obvious in your need to trap a man. Like wear a shirt with lots of exclamation marks." "Shut up, fuckhead. You don't have anyone either." "I have plenty of anyones." "Whores aren't attractive." Vaughn grinned. "You make it too easy sometimes, B." Cooper frowned. "Don't even think of saying what you're thinking." "What we're all thinking." Bailey frowned at me. "What the fuck are they talking about?" "It's one of those things that only makes sense when you have ball toxins." Bailey smiled and nodded. "That happens a lot around me. Want to dance?" "Not really." "Because you might puke?" "Why would she puke?" Vaughn asked, shoving a pretzel in Bailey's mouth. Cooper rolled his eyes. "Aaron can't use a condom properly." Returning just in time for his friend's comment, Aaron sighed dramatically. "I just have powerful sperm." "I was on the pill too," I said, sticking my tongue at Cooper who grinned. "His mighty sperm didn't care though." "You idiots don't get how the pill works," Vaughn said before realizing he sounded like a chick about to discuss her period. "Well, congrats, Aaron. You are now officially whipped like a bitch. How does it feel?" Aaron answered by kissing me like we might fuck right there."
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"I remained with Lark in the hospital room until Aaron arrived out of breath from running. "My muse," he said, taking her hand. Leaving them alone to prepare for the surgery, I walked into the waiting room. Cooper patted the chair next to him and I joined him. "She'll be okay," he said, sounding convincing. I didn't feel like talking, so I texted Dylan, Harlow, Mom, and Dad to let them know what was happening. Cooper spoke quietly on the phone with Farah who was on her way with Tawny. First, Dick and Maryann arrived then Raven not long afterwards with Bailey. "We were shopping when you called," Bailey announced as Raven hurried to Lark's room. Joining her brother, Bailey tapped her foot and stared at the door. "How long will it take?" "Patience," Cooper muttered then returned to talking with Farah. Bailey changed seats, so she was next to me. "Don't be scared. Pixies are powerful creatures." Smiling softly, I took Bailey's hand and waited."
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"Cooper nodded. "I'd so do this shit, if Farah let me." Vaughn made the sound of a snapping whip and the whipped guys frowned at him. He just smiled. "Ah, having control over my balls is so wonderful. You boys should beg your women to let you have them back for the night. Maybe if you promise to do the dishes or wash the floor or some other shit job, they'll agree." "Vaughn," Cooper said, giving his enforcer a dark glare, "when you meet a girl and lose your mind over her, we're going to enjoy mocking you. I mean, it'll be a fucking sport and we'll trip over each other to be the next one to screw with you." "Hell, if I ever lose my mind over a girl, I'll be too fucking stupid to care what you assholes say. Likely, I'll have suffered a brain injury or some shit. In that case, you'll be mocking a disabled man and that's not cool." "He has a point," Tucker said like he was sensitive now. "You're all idiots," I muttered. "It's rather frightening how any of you will carry on your defective genetic material into the future generation." "Said the guy who got his girlfriend pregnant on accident," Vaughn said and high fived Tucker."
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"What?" Judd growled and I had to admit Tawny was right about him sounding like a dog when he did that. Turning around, I noticed two of Cooper's club guys standing behind us. "What's your deal, O'Keefe?" one guy asked while the other avoided Judd's hateful gaze. When no one responded, the big bald guy looked me up and down. "She's tiny. How does fucking even work?" Aaron shifted next to me, now looking as hostile as Judd. "Back off, Mac." "Just curious. I've never fucked a tiny chick." "You shouldn't talk about a man's girl that way especially when she's carrying his kid," Cooper warned, clearly wanting to jump in, but holding back so not to emasculate Aaron. Farah said guys in the club were testing Cooper lately because they sensed weakness in his leadership. I couldn't imagine anyone looking at Cooper without fearing his wrath. Even if they didn't fear Cooper, they ought to fear his enforcers. After all, Judd was glaring at Mac like waiting for any reason to attack. Sensing a back story to this pissing match, I knew Mac was about to say something nasty even before he opened his mouth. "I hear chicks get big tits when they're knocked up. Certainly can't hurt with this one." Why Mac was starting shit didn't matter. Aaron threw the punch and the bar immediately exploded into violence. Judd was waiting for a reason to attack while Cooper and Vaughn were always up for a fight. Aaron hit Mac again as the bigger guy stumbled back. I thought of grabbing a chair and helping my man, but Tawny pulled me away. Soon, we were hiding under a table where Farah crouched with wide eyes. "Aaron needs to stake his claim and protect his woman," Tawny said, cuddled next to Farah. "If you help him, it's like you're cutting off his balls and tossing them in your purse. Immature or not, these guys need to be men or they get insecure. Can't have that."
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