The Peer and the Puppet (When Rivals Play #1) - B.B. Reid Page 0,111

questioned dryly. “The last girl he confided in was probably Barbette Montgomery, and we all know how that turned out.”

Clutching a stack of discs, I rushed over and felt her forehead. “Did I just hear you defending Jameson Buchanan? I bet Satan is making figure eights right about now because hell has frozen over. I thought you couldn’t stand him.”

“I don’t hate him. I want to muzzle him. He’s good people as long as Barbie isn’t in the room, on his mind, or the topic of conversation .”

I nodded my agreement. One could always tell when Barbie was in Jamie’s head because that was when he was his most insufferable. Unfortunately for everyone, it was most of the time. I finally located the DVD suspiciously without a label and held it up triumphantly. “Got it!”

She frowned at the white disc. “What is it?”

“You’ll see.” I slid the DVD inside the console and grabbed the remote before plopping down on Jamie’s bed and patting the seat next to me. “Make yourself comfortable.”

“Any reason we can’t watch whatever this is in your room?”

“No TV, remember?”

She was still standing, shifting from one foot to the other. “Well, what if they come back?”

“They probably went to a party or something.” My stomach turned whenever I thought of Ever doing something Exiled related, so I chose to lie to myself.

“You don’t seem convinced. You look like you’re about to hurl your dinner.” She finally sat and placed her hand on my back. “Is this about Ever being Exiled?”

“I don’t like what knowing I could lose him does to me.” It was a foreign and unwelcome feeling. Cherry was home, but even there, I didn’t have friends who evoked such emotion. Mickey had been a business associate who needed me more than I needed him, and without my set of skills, he’d have never looked my way. Rosalyn was the weight I carried on my shoulders. She needed pills just to endure me, so whenever I thought about letting her go, the only relief I felt was for her sake. Gruff had many roles in my life: father, boss, mentor, and friend, but not even he had rallied this kind of feeling. What I felt for Ever was raw and intrinsic and…addictive.

Aiming the remote at the TV, I pressed play. Music filled the silence and captured Tyra’s attention at the same time some tanned, busty blonde appeared on screen wearing a miniskirt, no panties, acrylic heels, and a pink crop top that read ‘Wet.’

“Four…what is this?” Tyra questioned warily.

“Porn.”

“How did you even know he had porn?”

“I’ve never lived with anyone but Rosalyn before. I got curious.”

“You mean you snooped?”

“It’s not as devious as it sounds. Some good can come from it. I learned who my father is by snooping.”

We fell silent as we watched the girl on the screen attempt to seduce the boy next door, however, it was short-lived.

“Did you watch the entire thing?”

“I freaked and shut it off as soon as I realized what it was.”

The dialogue was cheesy, and the guy was sporting a boner within a minute of meeting his new neighbor. Three minutes later, she was eagerly deep throating her unsuspecting victim. It seemed impossible how much she could fit in her mouth.

“Ugh, I don’t—”

A burst of light cut her off, and frustration shifted into horror. Jamie stood on the threshold of his bedroom with eyebrows raised. “I feel cheated,” he drawled.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned as if this weren’t his room and his home.

“I never left. Ever asked me to stay behind and make sure you weren’t up to no good, and I’m glad he did.”

“He had you spy on me?”

“I think his intentions were nobler than that.”

What possible reason could Ever have to enlist Jamie as his watchdog?

“Then where were you this entire time?”

He rubbed his head with a groan. “Passed out, I think.”

It was then that I noticed he was barely holding himself up.

“Jesus, Jamie. Lie down.”

With a sly smile, he answered, “Only if I get the middle.” He stumbled inside, and after dropping onto the bed between Tyra and me, he focused lazy eyes on the TV screen. “This is my favorite part.”

I don’t think any of us breathed the entire time we watched the innocent boy next door stuff his mammoth cock inside the seductress’ ass.

Jesus. Would Ever expect that? It seemed impossible, yet the evidence was in high-definition on a fifty-inch screen.

“Yeah…love a cock up a nice ass,” Jamie casually reflected while I