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" So you're telling me that you have a plan for this mystery curly-haired jock-boy-thingy?!" I asked, straightening my back as I got slightly more comfortable in Marko's lap.

Star nodded and played with Laddie's hair, " Yep!" She said popping the p. " I want to talk to him and I can almost guarantee that he'll be at the boardwalk tonight."

I nodded understandingly, " I'm always down for the boardwalk. Maybe before you find you mate you and I could grab a few drinks with Saria and Amber." I proposed, licking my lips with a desire I couldn't explain.

Star tilted her head, " What about the boys?" She asked.

Paul furrowed his brows, " What about the boys?" He repeated, " The fuck does that mean?"

I nodded, " Yeah what about the boys?"

Star smiled and sighed, " Well, you guys don't exactly make the best decisions when Davina or myself aren't around." She explained.

Dwayne crossed his arms, " What?! We make great decisions!" He persisted.

Star scoffed, " I left town for a week, and when I came back every pigeon in Santa Carla had a tiny cowboy hat for three months!"

Marko and Paul laughed, Paul, punching Marko's shoulder with a smirk. " That was a great idea." He said.

Marko nodded, " I know." He said in the middle of laughing.

" You two, shut up," I ordered.

" Yes, ma'am." They chorused quickly.

David shook his head, " Fucking pansies." He mumbled.

I raised a brow at him and tapped my finger on the edge of the couch, " I swear to God I'll take every pair of leather gloves you own and throw them into the sea. Apologize."

" What?! That's not fair, fuck no-"

" Now David!" I commanded.

" FINE!" He shouted like an angry child. " I'm sorry..."

" Good boy."

Time Skip


It didn't take much after that to arrive at the boardwalk, luckily the sun long set behind a few mountains. As always Marko held my hand as if it was the only thing in the world that mattered, giving it a good squeeze if he saw anything with a dick glance at me.
For someone who was known to slaughter literally everything, he seems tamer than the others.

I heard a low chuckle spill from Marko's chest as he bent over slightly to whisper in my ear, " Babygirl, you haven't even seen me feed. Once you do, you may take back that little thought of yours." He mused, moving a strand of hair from my face.

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