Broken Lyrics (Book 3 of the Black Heart Series)

Twenty-Nine

Asher

I was glad I told her 20 minutes, because it took a few for me to convince the guys to slip over to Mauve.

I knew, the second I saw that pic, where she was. Our group frequented there, because they made these drinks that Cortney loved. Something called a Mauve Move Martini.

As we walked down the street, the press was everywhere.

"Hey, Asher!"

"Not tonight, bro." Nick sidelined him, "We're just not for a good time."

"I just wanted to know if he knew about the fight." The Razzi said.

I stopped in mid step and rounded on the guy, my blod going cold.

"This guy's just trying to goad you, bro." Jason stepped between us, pushing me back.

"What fight?" My words came out deadly calm, but rivets of anger were tightening my muscles. If anyone had hurt Bree... And I mean ANYONE, I would kill them.

"Erika Bridges ran into Sabreena at Mauve," The reporter said, "It looked like Erika was about to go all apeshit on Sabreena, got in face screaming, but Bree stood her ground, then your girl got pulled in to a booth by the wives."

I was pulling out my phone as he spoke. I couldn't hear the ringing through the people that surrounded me, so I put her on speaker phone. I didn't care who overheard.

"Now, now, Ash... You are not supposed to be calling me. This is my bachelorette party, remember?" Her voice was so smooth and sensual that I sighed with relief, "I could have a stripper on my lap, for all you know."

"Better not, or I'll bust his Chip and Dale's dick!" I smiled at the sound of her voice.

"Jealous, are we?" She giggled.

"I would be, if I didn't know the truth." I smiled into my phone, giving the reporter a nod and heading down the street, "What happened with Erika, babe?"

"Erika who?"

"You know damn well who Erika is!" I growled.

"Oh, the plastic, orange bimbo?" She feigned surprise.

"Yes. Now, are you going to tell me what happened, or am I going to be busting some skulls?" I bit out my words, vaguely aware that not only my brothers were following me, but reporters too, as they filmed me.

"Nothing happened, Ash," I heard her sigh, "She thought that she could come up and run her mouth. She just didn't expect that I could dish back. So, I MAY have said some things that MAY or MAY not have sent her into a fit."

"Well, that's one way to get rid of an ex." Chris laughed.

I turned to my brother, who was shoving his phone in my face.

"What?!" I snapped, having to stop and pull my head back before he slapped me in the face with his fucking phone.

"Fucking read it!" He laughed.

*B just gave a detailed description of A eating her pussy.

*Step. It. Up!

A deep, seeded smile grew on my face, "You have fun talking about me, doll?"

"Let's just say, I miss you..."

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Bree

I had been placed in the time out position. Smack dab in the middle of the semi-circular booth. After things got a little heated with Erika the girls placed me here.