A/N: I just want to take some time and thank everyone for all of the kind reviews! Writing has been helping me work through a lot going on in my life right now, and it means so much that you all are enjoying it. Thank you from the very bottom on my shipper-trash heart!
Now, back to the fun!
Fiona wrapped her arms around Sasha the second she stepped through the door, nearly crushing her rib cage in an impossibly strong hug.
"Oh my god, I was so worried Sasha!"
"Thanks, Fi." She choked out as Fiona set her down on her feet again. Fiona took one look at Sasha's disheveled appearance and her mouth dropped open.
"You didn't!?"
"Didn't what, Fiona? Grow up! Keep your voice down!" Sasha cautioned, but it was too late.
"What's going on here, girls?" Felix stirred from his chair and rose to wrap Sasha in a tight hug.
"Nice to see you all, too." Sasha stepped back and threw her jacket across a chair next to her.
"Sasha! A-and the mark!" Fiona choked out, making bizarre and obscene gestures with her hands. Felix wrinkled his eyebrows and looked towards Sasha.
"I don't—I'm not sure what you mean Fiona."
"I mean she screwed the guy we are going to screw over!"
"August." Sasha put her hands on her hips and glared at Fiona.
"Now Fiona, you have no idea what was going on at the Purple Skag when we showed up. Sasha was resting from the fight when you called. Be more sympathetic. Just look at all those marks on her neck."
Fiona crossed her arms and huffed, "Ohmygod, those are hickeys. You have hickeys, Sasha."
"Fiona." Felix pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.
"Fi, please. You're embarrassing yourself." Sasha walked over to the dining room table and sat down to take her boots off.
"Okay, so if this is true – and I'm not saying it is," Felix shook his head, "—and I definitely do not condone this…"
"Ugh." Sasha put her head down on the table in embarrassment and heard Fiona snickering behind Felix.
"Sasha, this can work into our plan. Just keep playing him into your hands—"
"—and your pants!" Fiona was never going to forget this.
"-and this might still work."
Sasha was glad they couldn't see her face, because she was so disgusted with their plan. There was no part of this that was going to result in August not getting hurt, and she resented herself for being so rash at the Purple Skag. Of course they thought she was being clever. The only problem was it hadn't been con-woman Sasha who wanted to sleep with August, real-Sasha wanted to. He was going to hate her for the rest of his life when this was all over, and she would probably never be able to forgive herself.