Marcus could not fucking believe this was happening right now. So fucking close. He was getting real fucking tired of this almost. It didn't help that Bell seemed stupid enough to pass up on sex in order to talk about whatever problem Montgomery had this week. Merlin knew there was a new one every time he turned around. Last week she was mad at Clint, the week before she was mad the sky was blue. Who the fuck cared.
Rolling his eyes, he rolled off the bed. Some how he knew this was Clint's fault. The little shit had gotten into the habit of cockblocking him and Marcus was not impressed. In a matter of moments, his clothes were back on and he was looking just as he had when he'd left the restaurant. Moving past the two, she shot Lexi a dark glare. "Enjoy, you're fucking slumber party."
He wasn't fucking staying around for this shit. Waste of his damn time. There was a whole bar out there full of woman who weren't into having a bloody slumber party with the girls. He clearly should have went out to begin with. He didn't bother closing the door behind, simply left the two of them standing as they were.