“Come on, grab your shit, and let’s go,” Bram says.
“What?”
“You’re coming back to my place,” he says as we walk back through the diner, and I grab my stuff and just blindly follow Bram to his SUV.
He’s quiet and contemplative the whole drive to his house.
As soon as we get there, he leads me into the kitchen and tells me to put my hands under running water. I wince as I scrub up the dried blood but eventually have my hands clean.
Bram is delicate with my hands as he cleans the wounds and bandages them up.
“Piper is dropping Sloane off,” Bram says easily.
“I’m sorry for fucking up your date,” I tell him.
For what feels like the millionth time tonight, he grabs my face, and the kiss is so chaste and quick I almost think it isn’t real.
“You didn’t. Now go make sure you’re ready for Sloane to come home and dote on you.”
I blink at him as he turns away, putting his first aid kit away.
What in the fuck happened tonight?
CHAPTER 18
“Sloane, are you going to tell me what happened?” Piper asks in the car ride to Bram’s house.
I’m in the backseat with her while Owen and Alexi are upfront.
“Also, why am I driving to Nilsen’s house?” Alexi asks playfully.
“Alexi, what would you do if someone pinned Owen to a wall and was trying to grope him?” I ask.
An angry noise leaves him, and Piper smirks.
“Probably kick their fucking ass.”
“I can handle myself,” Owen says.
“Okay, well, basically, that’s what happened,” I say easily.
“Nilsen beat someone up? He can’t get in trouble mid season,” Owen says, turning around to look at us in the backseat.
“It wasn’t Bram. It was Ethan.”
“Who’s Ethan?” Owen asks.
“Jesus fucking Christ. The mascot,” I grate out.
Alexi whistles. “Finnegan the Fox can fight, huh?”
I rub my forehead, and Piper pats my thigh. “I’m sure everything’s fine. Bram said that both he and Ethan are back at the house, right?”
“Right,” I remind myself.
“Listen, I know you have no control over this. I know I didn’t. But if you could go into heat during an easy string of games, that would be ideal,” Owen says.
“Owen,” Piper hisses, and he shrugs his shoulders.
