Page 1 of Blood & Honey


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Previously in Blood & Ash

“Fuck.Doyourememberprom?”I ask Gotti as Ashley and her friends take pictures in front of the clubhouse dressed to the nines.

“Feels like a lifetime ago.”He chuckles.

“Who was your date?”

“Sophia.Damn, she was a sweet little thing.”He smiles.“Let me guess.You went with Shelby.”

I shake my head, but he’s not wrong.“Yeah.Another life.”

“I hear that, man.You need a drink.”

“That I do.”

Ashley gives me a wave as she and her friends climb back into their party bus.

This is exactly what I wanted for her.

A normal life away from her sister’s shitty influence.And so far, that’s what I’ve given her.She’s got plans to go to community college in the fall.Getting an apartment with her besties.She’s got a shot at a good life.

“Prospect,” I yell once inside.“Make us some drinks and keep’em coming.”

I flop down in the back booth where my old man used to sit.Felicity drops onto my lap.“Hey, baby.”I wrap my fist in her hair, getting a taste of her strawberry gum.“Mm.”She moans into my mouth.

The prospect slides our drinks onto the table.

“What the fuck is that?”I stare at what looks like Mountain Dew over ice.

“Redneck margarita.Mountain Dew and tequila.It’s all I know how to make.”

“Just bring me a beer, man.”

“It’s fine, honey.We’re not going to be doing much drinking.”She skips her fingers along my cut.“I’ve missed you.Take me upstairs.”

Fuck.She’s catching feelings.Now I’ve gotta scrape her off.Last thing I need is this chick having expectations.

“Later,” I tell her and knock back a heavy swig of my redneck margarita.

“Did you miss me?”Her whiny tone grates on my nerves.

“Yeah.Sure,” I lie.

“Doesn’t sound like you missed me.”

“Try this.It’s not terrible.”I hand her one of the drinks and suck down more myself.

Hell, this is strong, but I don’t mind.By the fourth one, I can’t even feel my teeth with my tongue.

Felicity crawls between my legs under the table to blow me.It’s about the only thing I’ll miss about her when she’s gone.Except right now she’s drunk and being sloppy as fuck with her teeth.

My cell vibrates from my pocket, giving me an excuse to get shot of her.

“I’ve gotta take this.”

I tuck back into my jeans and walk out to the beach, leaving her on her knees for someone else.

“What’s up?”