“What are you doing?” I whispered to Jenna.
“Texting Shark. We need a distraction. Gemma, you ready?” She asked, lifting her eyes away from her phone to see Gemma holding her animal between her thumb and index finger.
I looked over my shoulder to see Shark stand up and stumble, banging into Ant, who shoved him back. Shark exaggerated the shove and went flying into the pool table, sending the balls scattering.
“What the fuck!” Ant barked at him.
Never one to miss the opportunity to throw sarcastic comments at his brothers, Vienna spun around, giving Gemma the perfect opportunity to throw her animal. She took her shot, landing in the middle of Vienna’s beard.
“Goal!” she yelled, jumping to her feet, causing everyone to snap around and look at us. She grinned at them and downed her two shots, not bothering to explain.
Jade, Tool’s old lady, took her shot, landing it in Vienna’s pint. Sasha hit his hand, and The Birds both got his legs. Eachtime it was with a distraction or when Vienna was too oblivious to notice.
“How many shots are left?” I asked.
“Eighteen,” Jade replied after a quick round up, separating the empty glasses from the full.
“Right. Two each. Down them now, pick up whatever animals are left and throw them full fucking force. Spread out around the bar, covering all angles. I’ll give you the signal.”
The other old ladies nodded, and after downing their shots, we all moved into position.
When every old lady was in place, I caught their eye and nodded. “Hey, Vienna?”
“Not interested, Rach—” He didn’t finish. Animals came flying from all directions. A bunch landed in his beard, some of them hit his face, an entire pile came raining down on his back, and one of them hit him straight in the eye.
I lost it with the one in his eye. I fell into Dante, laughing my heart out. He grabbed hold of me to steady me as I doubled over, seeing more animals being thrown in Vienna’s direction.
“What the fuck is going on?” Dante asked, a small laugh of disbelief coming from him when Vienne started squealing.
“Riley!” Vienna yelled, bringing his hands up to shield his face as more animals came flying at him. “Riley. Make peace! Make fucking peace! Do your bloody job! Riley!”
“You made this war, mate. I’m not getting involved.”
“Itrustedyou,” Vienna muttered.
And then he started choking as a well-timed hippo from me hit him straight in the mouth.
Chapter 40
Rachel
I was drunk.
No. I was absolutely off my trolley pissed.
After attacking Vienna, we were banished back to our table in the corner, and Dante had assigned one of the prospects to keep an eye on us. Bambi grumbled the entire time, but he still hung on our every word. My eyes drifted to his right hand, noticing the two missing fingers, and I quickly turned away, my stomach churning at the thought of this man spying on me for months without me ever being aware.
The conversation with the old ladies quickly spiralled, and had become more and more depraved the more drinks we had. I found out that The Birds took part in a “wife swap” situation with Rooster and Chicken. To each their own, but as far as I’m concerned, thou shalt not jizz where thine brother has jizzed. Although… Macbeth had been pretty good looking before he lost half his flesh…
Yeah, you’ve definitely drank too much!
Gemma went next, and told us she liked to be fisted, which made me a bit queasy as I had seen the size of Ant’s fist and Icould imagine a baseball bat would hurt less. She said it was like he was wearing her as a puppet, and I burst out laughing at the way Bambi blanched and turned away.
Steph told us Monster had once barked like a dog whilst chasing her up the stairs. I asked her if he howls when he cums, and she just smirked at me. I was taking that as a yes.
And Sasha said that she and Sunshine had fucked in almost every car that customers brought to the garage. It dawned on me that Sunshine had worked on my car only a few days ago, and I dipped my fingers in my beer and flicked the foam at her. She laughed and let me know that there was plenty of room in my back seats if Dante and I ever got bored of the bedroom. I made a mental note to get that car a wet wash ASAP.
And now we were discussing love languages. I didn’t believe in love languages, but the ladies were adamant everyone had one.
