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Screw snorted If they hadn’t all picked up on the fact their prez was fucking his ol’ lady in his office before, the quick ’n dirty hair fix was a dead giveaway On a norht, Screould have been the first one in there with a quip about joining in or position recommendations Especially since Mav ay on an iht, he just couldn’t conjure enough energy to give a shit about shocking them with a crude joke

“Uh, I forgot to tell you Jazz was co by,” Shell said, face cherry red

Jazz stepped forward “Yeah, I need to talk to you about so, Copper”

If he’d been a dog, this here Screw’s ears would have perked up Over the past few months, he’d become somewhat of a Jazz expert as far as her oddamn much He pretty much had each of her facial expressions nailed down

All except her O face, of course

So in the tone of her voice had hi on high alert

“This a conversation for h his beard

“Uh, no,” Jazz said with a shake of her head “I mean, I’ the club needs to know It’s important”

Basically, club shit that wasn’t for the motherfucker’s ears

With a muttered, “Fuck,” Copper waved Jazz his way “Couys join us if you don’t mind”

The way her eyes bugged at the invitation into the chapel should have had Screw laughing, but his stoun to cramp with anticipation of what he just kneas about to be bad news Five otten hi He was about to be tested

As the ol’ ladies cliether at the bar, Jazz whispered so in Gurooves forest urge to press his lips to that very spot

Shit, his head was fucked tonight

Jazz shook her head, also frowning, then started to turn, but Gurabbed her and hauled her back

She pushed against his stomach and Screw jumped to his feet

Did she not want the fucker’s hands on her?

Before he had a chance to barrel that way, Guaze met his A fuck-you soddas landed on Jazz’s She allowed it for a second, but quickly pulled her head back with a shake When she turned this tiuilt was clear