Sinners' Playground (The Harlequin Crew #1) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,235

me in all her fake haired glory. Yeah, yeah, I was a hypocritical unicorn haired bitch, but who cared?

"Did I just see you trying to get your hooks into my man?" she demanded in a shrill voice, her cheeks inflating like a puffer fish and giving me the desire to smack them to make them pop.

"Err, technically, he just served me a drink in an unorthodox-"

Rosie lunged at me and I jerked back, but before she could actually do anything about the fury etched into her heavily painted features, JJ appeared and caught her around the waist, hauling her back.

"Getting into fights, pretty girl?" he asked me with a grin, ignoring the way Rosie was trying to squirm free and come at me.

"Nah," I replied. "It's just a misunderstanding. Rosie thinks I'm after her boyfriend-"

"I'm not her boyfriend," Chase said as he and Fox finished up their scrap, seeming to have realised that I’d been provoking them and came to loom over me like a pair of sun blocking assholes.

"Chasey!" Rosie shrieked. "You said if I let you do that thing to my ass then you'd marry me-"

"I said, I might be tempted to marry you. I'd need to do it a few more times to be sure," he corrected and I shuddered. Gross. I did not want to hear about that.

Rosie's face fell like she actually had believed he was gonna marry her and I almost felt bad until I remembered what an unsufferable twat she was. "But, Chasey-"

"Why don't you go get yourself a corndog while we deal with getting Rogue out of here?" he suggested, pulling a roll of cash from his pocket and waving a five dollar bill at her like she was a kid and he was offering her candy money.

"Should I do that thing with it, like-"

"Not today, Rosie," he replied, hiding a smirk. "Just fuck off for a bit, yeah? I'll come find you when I want you."

Rosie shot me a final poisonous look, snatched the five dollars and strutted away.

"Well, I guess I'll be off too," I tried but the three of them surrounded me, blocking my escape and I huffed out a breath.

"Where's my shirt?" Fox demanded.

"I lost it," I replied. "Besides, you've checked out my tits like six times since you caught up to me, so I don't know why you're complaining about my outfit choices."

Chase laughed loudly while JJ grinned and checked them out too.

"Every other girl here is wearing a bikini, Fox," JJ reasoned. "You can't seriously expect her to cover up all the time."

"Yeah," I agreed. "And I'm not the one flashing my nipples at everyone," I added, pointing between Fox and Chase. "JJ is the only one of us with any kind of decency."

"I don't know about that, pretty girl," JJ said in a low voice that had me thinking about the way his body felt against mine and wondering why the hell he was wearing a shirt after all.

"Last call for the raft race!" a voice boomed over the speaker system and I looked up with interest. "This is the biggest competition of the day - winning team gets three hundred and fifty dollars!"

There was a lot of cheering from the crowd as people moved away towards the starting point and I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet eagerly.

"Come on, we can be a team," I suggested. "I'll be the captain and if we win, I'll split the winnings with you. You'll all get five bucks each."

"It's teams of two, not four," Fox replied, seeming like he was actually considering it and I grinned widely.

"See – you’re tempted! Please don't drag me out of here. I'm earning my own money and I'm actually having fun," I said, giving him the big eyes.

"You've already been paid for your day promoting. The Granvilles will never even know if you leave now," he replied.

"I'm not talking about their money," I said, rolling my eyes and pulling the cash I'd made today from my pocket. I had the bet money from the rodeo bull and about another two hundred dollars which I'd liberated from several pockets.

"You do know you shouldn't be thieving on Harlequin turf without paying us a cut, right?" Fox asked pissily and Chase snorted a laugh.

I sighed dramatically and tugged a single dollar from my take before tucking it down the front of Fox’s shorts, making him grunt with a mixture of irritation and surprise.

"Consider my debt paid," I said with a