Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 123: Picking My Battles

“So, what’s the deal with you and Knox?” I asked, side–eyeing my new companion more than a little curiously. I didn’t know much about what my mates had been up to while they were away. Perhaps I should ask them, but I had a feeling I would get the unedited version from Chase.

“Caught that, huh?” Chase asked, holding the door open to my bedroom. We had walked up here silently while I had stewed over the last twenty minutes. Deciding I would have to trust my mates and their reasons for asking me to leave, I let go of the anger and decided to make the most of the time with Chase.

“Well, subtly isn’t exactly your forte, darling!” I laughed, his eye row lifting at the name I had bestowed on him.

“Get cleaned up, and maybe I will tell ya… Darling.” Chase winked in a way that I am sure many women would find sexy. Me, not so much!

“Dick!” I groaned, ducking under his arm and heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I may not be able to do much about my clothing, but I could at least make sure I had fresh breath.

“Why don’t you have any clothes here?” Chase asked, appearing in the doorway, holding a bunch of Kane and Knox’s clothes. His face scrunched into an indignant frown.

“Did you go through my drawers?” I gasped through a mouthful of toothpaste.

and froth.

“Yes. I thought I would at least find a few lacy items.” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “But there is fuck all of yours.” He stated, a question lingering between us.

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“I have only been here a few days and haven’t had a chance to get my things from Mike’s apartment, and the bag of shit I brought with me is in Lilly’s room.” I explained, feeling toothpaste dribble down my chin.

“Ah!” Chase nodded before disappearing again. Rolling my eyes, I went back to brushing my teeth, washing my face, and brushing my tangled hair. Only when I had finished did I realise how silent the room was; fear crept up my spine as I poked my

head out the bathroom door to see the room empty.

“Chase?” I asked naively. He obviously wasn’t here. My eyes shot to the door, hearing a commotion on the other side of it. Sighing, recognising my best friend’s voice, I closed my eyes, knowing that a ball of anger was about to erupt through the door.

“Remind me to be more careful with my words next time!” I muttered to Sage, who was alert and waiting for whatever came through the door.

“You think he has gone to get your stuff from Lilly?” She asked, struggling to

hide how amused she was.

“Yep!” I grunted as the door opened, and a proud–looking Chase stumbled through, my bag hanging from his finger. A red–faced and angry–looking Lilly hot on his heels, demanding to know who he thought he was.

“Is this yours?” Chase asked me, ignoring the temper tantrum exploding behind him before he slammed the door in Lilly’s face while blowing her a dramatic kiss.

like 6:30 AM!” I started to say

in, you piece of shit!” Lilly howled from the other side of the door. “Or I am going

Seb has his hands full!” He

to grab it, but he pulled it from my hold, hovering it above my head like

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Chase huffed, dropping it into my hands and nodding to the bathroom like my friend wasn’t banging on the door like a maniac. “I will deal with her.

I muttered, turning to the bathroom. I paused to look back, hearing Lilly’s shrill voice cut through

are gonna kick your ugly ass!” Lilly snarled at Chase, her hands wrapped around her slender chest in what I knew was supposed to be

hanging open in confusion. She evidently was not sure how to take Chase’s unbothered attitude. Watching the two of them argue,

it yourself. Don’t send your mad dog to get it!” Lilly growled, her eyes locked on me angrily. Chase laughed, his back. stiffening as he leaned forward to snap his teeth at Lilly, pulling a

warned

rabid mutt!” She spat, her eyes glowing with

or a goat,” Chaser groaned, looking over his shoulder at me. “Is she a friend of yours?” He asked,

“Yes.”

my chest again. “She is just my brother’s

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to the bathroom like my friend wasn’t banging on the door like a maniac. “I will deal with her. Go change. We ain’t got all day!” He

bossy!” I muttered, turning to the bathroom. I paused to look back, hearing Lilly’s shrill voice

her slender chest in what I knew was supposed to be an intimidating pose. Her actions reminded me of her outbursts when we were kids, always using the twins to get her

might like that, sweet cheeks.” Chase mused, Lilly’s mouth hanging open in confusion. She evidently was not sure how to take Chase’s unbothered attitude. Watching the two of them argue, I smirked, loving that Lilly had met her match with

want your stuff, Char, come get it yourself. Don’t send your mad dog to get it!” Lilly growled, her eyes locked on me angrily. Chase laughed, his back stiffening as he leaned forward to snap his teeth at

princess dogs bite!” Chase warned her. “And my

rabid mutt!” She spat, her eyes glowing

a goat,” Chase. groaned, looking over his shoulder at me. “Is she

“Yes.”

over my chest again. “She is just my brother’s fuck toy!” She laughed

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I snorted, feeling the hurt settle in the pit of my stomach; I had hoped we had turned a corner

we had moved

that part of her to breed,” Chase