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❝ lo siento, princesa. no sé cómo callarme. ❞ he feigned remorse as he placed a heavy hand over his heart and cocked his head, another mischivious smirk lurching to the surface. ❝ ¿enseñame? ❞ he batted his lashes for added effect, a genuine grin slipping into place at both the ease of being in his own club and being in the presence of his best friend. conventionally, there should be a lot of red flags surfacing for why hiring his best friend would back fire, but isaac king had never cared much for playing by the rules or even playing it safe. besides, it made a lot of the bullshit fade to the background to be able to hang out for a drink after a long night. even the best nights. not to mention, he had a thing for competency when it came to working for him that some people seemed incapable of grasping. ❝ ouch, now that would be a very harsh thing to do to your favorite person in the universe. also, lying is a sin. i know you love me, no need to pretend you don’t. ❞ zeke smirked as he rested his hands atop the bar and tapped along it in a slow succession. easily pulling out one of his cards for the transaction, he paused and placed his index finger on his chin. ❝ seems redundant to pay out the 45 when majority of it’s coming right back to me, but if you insist. all i heard was gorgeous, and that’s the first thing i’ve agreed with all night. now that’s a blessing, getting to pick where i leave the tip. might be best if we wait til later to handle that. ❞ he arched his own brow, taking a long swig from the drink pushed in his direction. amusement remained the overall emotion ringing through the blond at jordyn’s words. ❝ you love me too much to harm my pretty face, but i did miss you and your violence just a little bit. and i mean, i guess i have to love you, or i’d be stuck with someone else not even half as great as us for a best friend. ❞
❛ usted sabe que cara bonita se ve mejor cuando usted está siendo muy silencioso, zaddy. ❜ jordyn replied, her own frame relaxing before offering a climactic eye roll in zeke’s direction. ❛ tal vez si tienes suerte te enseñaré después de limpiar aquí. ❜ the pairs usual back and forth may have seemed anything but calming to outsiders, but the times isaac king was around were the times jordyn was entirely at peace and at her best… unless they were out recking havoc - even then, he was her best friend because he centered her. which is probably why she’d left her job back home and came to work for him. it didn’t surprise many when she’d left except for the clients at her tattoo parlor back in new work, where zeke went, jordyn usually wasn’t far behind. ❛ i’m sorry, did a walking, breathing, living demon just try to say something to me about sinning? i’m the motha’ fuckin’ princess, i don’t lie… unless it’s me telling you that i hate you, so you’re not wrong, but i’m always right and we’ve reached an impasse, king. ❜ the brunette wasted little in sliding the card right back, not just because he was right but there wasn’t ever a time she could ever really imagine charging him for a drink. that was their specialty, their thing. she stared him down, smirking to herself while her coffee-colored eyes glistened darkly in the dim light. “all you heard is that i’m gorgeous? you ain’t wrong, and i’m a sucker for flattery so i have a few suggestions on where you can put that tip. i’m thinking later would probably be best, since i’m working… or making it look like i’m working because my boss is a sucker for a pretty face soi might be able to get a little break in before i close up here. ❜ jordyn added, grinning domineeringly up at the blond as she took the seat beside him and took another swig from her own drink. ❛ okay, okay, yeah we get it i love you, you’re zaddy, but it’s always nice to hear you guess you love me and missed me putting you in check… cause if i don’t do it, it ain’t gonna get done so somebody has to. ❜ holding up her glass towards his, ❛ to the most beautifully gorgeous petty royals in the game, babe. ❜














