Devil's Pass (The Harlequin Crew #.5) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,11

me like a dress - a dress my ass was hanging out of a bit, but so long as my tits were covered I was cool with it. Mostly. At this point I was just going to call it a win.

Maverick had also stolen a shirt and had thankfully put his dick away. Not that the mental image would be leaving me any time soon. I mean, I'd watched some stuff online and seen photos of dicks before but shit, I did not realise they were so big and intimidating. I also hadn't realised how much Rick clearly liked his because apparently he thought that us flashing each other was a great thing and he had subsequently offered to show me his cock again about sixteen times while we hung out and waited for the cops to be gone for good.

It was probably a good thing that there were no beers stashed in the summer house because a bit of me kinda wanted to see it again. But I was pretty sure admitting that would be like saying I wanted to do something else with it and the thought of that terrified me. And excited me. And terrified me again.

Wow, cocks were scary - good to know. I was probably going to have to work on that at some point, but maybe I'd ease into it with like kissing and hands and stuff... And maybe not with one of my boys. Although the alternative seemed much worse. Strange dick sounded even fucking scarier.

Fuck that. I was good waiting a bit longer to enter the cock minefield. If I could believe the things half the guys said in the group home, the damn things were basically primed to explode at any given moment anyway and I really wasn't ready to deal with that. Probably. But I was thinking about Maverick's quite a lot now so there was that.

We headed back through the streets and I didn't even bother trying to make Rick let me drive this time. I was tired and somewhat dick blinded and was happy to just wrap my arms around his waist and close my eyes as he wound through the familiar streets and took me home.

When we arrived at the end of the street where Mary Beth's foster home sat, Rick pulled up and let me off. He couldn't drop me to the door because the old witch would hear the bike and come out screaming bloody murder. Then she'd put me on lockdown for weeks on end and make it really fucking difficult for me to enjoy my damn life.

"I'll walk you to the door if you wanna flash me again?" Rick teased and I cursed at him, reaching out to ruffle his fancy hair again while he was holding the bike up and couldn't stop me.

"You'll pay for that tomorrow, asshole," he warned, giving me a dangerous smile that made my stomach knot.

"I'll just tell Fox you flashed your cock at me and he'll beat your head in for me," I replied and he laughed.

"Nah. I can take out Foxy boy."

"I don't think so," I teased, knowing how much it would piss him off. Fox was pretty much the leader of our group but Rick always butted against that idea. "Not when Chase and JJ join in to help him."

Rick rolled his eyes and shook his head at me. "Let them try. Catch you later, beautiful."

I watched him ride off with a smirk playing around my lips, waiting for the sound of his motorcycle to fade into the distance as reality came sinking back in and I knew I was going to have to go back to my stupid shared flowery room and be woken up by Rosie snoring all night long. Christ, I couldn't wait until we were all eighteen and we could go rent some place of our own. Chase could escape his toxic family and JJ wouldn't have to listen to his mom screwing random guys all night long. I didn't know if Fox and Rick would come too but even if they stayed with Luther, they would practically live at ours. We were all too tight to stay apart.

I dragged my feet as I headed up the sidewalk towards the building inaccurately known as home, cutting a glance at Axel's house and releasing a sigh as I saw the lights were off on the porch. I didn't need another awkward invite for beers to fend off from the weirdo, thank you