Pit: The A**hole Club Series by Saffire Blue (summer books txt) 📕

together and get to know each other. I keep in touch with you all, but you guys don’t know each other as well.”

“What? You brought us here to sing Kumbaya and shit?” Luke says.

“Gah, no. You’re my assholes. I brought you here so we can have some fun. Have some drinks, prank the shit out of each other, snowboard—”

“You snowboard?” Kelex and I say in unison.

Don’t ask me why that annoys me so much. Skittles looks between the two if us, then gives us both the finger. I can’t help smiling. She’s a little asshole too.

“Yes, I can snowboard, ride a snowmobile, and probably ski better than all of you. Why so shocked? Because I’m a Black girl? Fuck you both.”

“Not likely,” I mutter to myself.

“What was that, King Asshole?”

I grin. “First thing you’ve said right.”

“You know what, this was stupid,” she says and her shoulders slump. “If you guys want to leave, go ahead. I’ll call a car to come get me when I’m ready.”

Kelex throws an arm around her shoulder and kisses the top of her head. I ball my fists at my sides. I look to Deacon and his eyes are on me.

I lift a brow and tilt my head toward Skittles and Kelex. He can’t be willing to stick by his earlier conviction. He shrugs and smiles.

“I’ll stay with you,” Kelex says.

“Well, he’s my ride. As long as you have snacks, I’m with it,” Tak says.

Luke hops over the back of the couch to reclaim his seat now that he has a beer in his hand. “Whatever. My flight back is in a week.”

“Well, Snow White, that gives you three dwarfs. Don’t see why you need me,” I say and pick up my bag.

“Because strip poker and Truth or Dare will be lame without you. And if you stay, I’ll sponsor your opening night at your new bar. Trust me, my friends will spend money just to spend it and your bar will be an instant hot spot with my guest list alone,” she says with a wicked grin on her lips.

She had me at strip poker. Getting my dick in her may never happen, but I’ll take having a peek at those boobs to bank for future reference next time I do get my cock wet. Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve banged a chick while imagining another.

Skittles

I laugh my ass off as I sit fully clothed with five naked, very attractive men surrounding me. They all look pissed. I’m breaking them down in poker.

“Serves you all right for underestimating me,” I sing.

“This is some bullshit,” Kelex grumbles.

I almost feel bad. I can tell he’s uncomfortable with his burns revealed. However, I also think it’s big that he’s doing this around us.

No one has made him feel different or at least no one has tried. We all carry on as if everything is normal. Well, I guess I can’t say normal.

Pit has left the room charged with his energy all night. Like now. I chance a look in his direction, and he sits with his arms folded over his bare chest, watching me closely.

If I thought he was fine in clothes, he’s body is sick. I mean, all of the men around me look like they take care of themselves, but Pit’s body is tanned and ripped. He reminds me of a chiseled Greek god. As if reading my mind, he flexes his peck and licks his lower lip.

I follow his tongue with my gaze. Unable to look away, I try not to squirm in my seat. Deacon is the one to break me out of the trance I’ve fallen into.

“I’m looking at all this pale ass unmarked skin and I’m still trying to figure out why you wanted me to bring my ink kit,” he says, grabbing my attention.

I blow out a breath and smooth my hands over the table in front of me. It takes a second for me to get my thoughts together. I’m never vulnerable for anyone, but here I am getting ready to take a big leap.

“The tat is for me. That night… my whole world changed that day.” I pause as my words get choked up.

I look up and stare into the eyes of each of the men at the table around me one by one. They don’t know how much they have in common. How all of our stories make us the same.

I lick my lips and start again. “Ever since I was a little girl, my mother was like Super Woman to me. I was kidnapped once, me and my cousin.

“It wasn’t the police or my father who came to rescue me. It was my mom. She stormed in and took me home.” I inhale, because this is where it hurts. I ball my fists on the table. “On the night of the race, I was there because I needed control. I needed to find a way to breathe.”

“You don’t need to do this,” Kelex says.

I smile and shake my head. “Yes, I do. That morning, my Super Woman. The woman I looked up to all my life was diagnosed with ALS. She went from being the strongest most perfect woman in my life to having a flaw with no fix.”

I scoff and fight against the tears. “She was given a death sentence and my father… he… he went to a fundraiser that night as if nothing was wrong. Mom cried herself to sleep in my arms and he was out schmoozing for a fucking campaign.”

The room is silent as I stop talking. Everyone’s looking down at the table except for Pit who’s watching me with narrowed eyes. He works his jaw as he takes me in.

“How does the tat fit in?” Deacon asks.

“You guys are my people. I know Tak’s story and why he’s the way he is.”

“What’s his story?” Pit asks, turning his gaze to Tak.

“It’s not mine to tell. Luke, you talk a lot when you’re drunk. I think you told