Clover's P.O.V
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It's just the alcohol. I might be sobered up a bit now, but it's still in my system. That's why I'm not scared. That's why I'm... feeling the way that I am.
"A.ss up, Pudding," Truce ordered with a hard smack to my ass.
I yelped and glared at him. I didn't move. And honestly, I expected Truce to get pi.ssed about it. Instead, he just laughed, shocking the hell out of me.
"Lark, help our girl out," he said.
Before I could even process those words, Lark's hands were back on my hips. He pulled my a.ss up, which slid me down Truce's body until my head was on his stomach. He smirked at me and I glared at him. All while Lark's fingers flexed against me like he was trying to hold himself back.
"You were naughty tonight, Pudding," Truce sa
