"Fine!" I tell him. "I'll email you the name of a good series to Hannah."
"Don't you have a phone? Can't you just text me?" He frowns.
"Do you have a phone?" Dominic interrupts. I look up his stoic face, a frown painted on.
"No," I slowly say. "I don't need one."
"How the hell does she not have a phone?" Mason mumbles and Maverick nods.
"Lucifer! Get Rory a phone, dude!" Rylan yells.
"I don't need a phone," I try to tell him.
"Rory. You just said you would email me. Like an old person." Rylan shudders and a second later he's hit in the head with a rolled up newspaper.
"Ow!" He whines. "Grandma!"
"My Butterfly can do whatever she wants, boy," Hannah says sternly. "Luc?" She says.
"Yes, Nanna?" He cringes like she can hit him through the phone.
"Get the poor thing a phone." She sighs, disappointedly.
"Hannah…" I try to start.
"Don't fight me on this, Butterfly," Hannah says softly. I look up and Jace is giving me the exact same look. I find myself rolling over.
"Ok, Hannah," I tell her, quietly.
"So, dear. Have you moved in?" Hannah moves so that she's taking up half the camera and Rylan's taking up the other half.
"Yes, I'm not sure how long for though." I refuse to look up at the guys.
Hannah gives me an understanding look. "Butterfly, I know this must be incredibly scary but you will be much better off with a house full of strong men who could deal with a situation, should one arise."
Rylan's looking at her confused and I swallow the emotion building up in me.
Jace squeezes my hand that I didn't realise he was still holding.
"I know, Hannah," I say quietly.
A hand rests on my thigh and my gaze flicks up to Mase. He lays his head on my shoulder.
"We've got her, Hannah. We aren't letting her go anywhere," Mason tells her from my shoulder.
Rylan's grinning wickedly beside Hannah. "So it is like that?" He teases.
"No!" I groan. "It is not like that!" I tell him, getting flustered.
"Like what, Ro?" Jace asks knowingly. Clearly despite notknowingwhat we're talking about, he understands what Rylan's hinting at.
I pinch his hand and he yelps. "Hush you," I tell him sternly as he's rubbing the top of his hand, pouting.
Rylan snickers at Jace.
"Ok, Butterfly, it was good to see you. You stay with the boys. You hear me?" Hannah says sternly.
"Yes, Hannah," I mumble. The guys grin. Mase and Maverick high five across the table.
