Groaning, I grip the back of my neck and tilt my face into the spray. I can wait for Violet to give my cock the attention it craves. Or if she doesn't want to tonight, that's fine too. I'll just have to fuck my fist as soon as she leaves.
Shaking my head at myself, I finish rinsing away the suds clinging to my skin. After a day at work touching too many bodies as I tatted them, Ineededto shower before Violet came over.
I'm not sure what she wants to do tonight. A few weeks ago, if she had texted me at five in the afternoon asking to come over I would have immediately thoughtshe was looking for sex. Now I'm not so sure. We went on a date. She's slept over.Shit!I took her on a date and didn't ask her out again.
"Goddamn it," I scold myself and turn the shower off.
I'm such a dumbass. Violet doesn't know I have plans for our birthday in a few days. Does she think I don't want to date her because I haven't asked again?
As I'm contemplating the odd situation I've put myself in, I rub my towel against my scalp. When I bring my arms back down to wrap the towel around my waist, the sound of knocking rings through my apartment.
Confused, I cover my goods and leave the bathroom. I told Violet to just walk in since I needed to hop in the shower.Maybe I locked the door.
My frown only deepens as I swing the door open to usher my sweet woman inside. Mainly because the two people on my doorstep arenotViolet, and I'm not entirely sure I want to talk to Ellis and Nate.
"Okay, wait." Nate puts his hands in the air as if in surrender. Ellis glances over at him and frowns but otherwise keeps his sass to himself when Nate continues. "I see the look on your face. You're not happy to see us, and we get it. But can we please talk?"
My forehead throbs with a building headache just looking at them. I can fuckingfeelEllis devouring me with his eyes, reminding me I'm naked beneath my towel.
Motherfucking son of a?—
"It's about Violet," Ellis adds, sounding far more reserved than I've heard him before. "Please, Jamie."
Teeth clenched, I eye them. I haven't said a goddamn word yet they seem to know exactly what to say to wrap me around their fucking fingers. Ellis eyeing my abs and watching the water drip between my pecs disarms me a little too.
Shit.
"You have five minutes," I grit between my teeth and step aside so they can enter. Surveying the hallway to ensure Violet isn't here yet, I close the door and turn around. Their low muttering comes to a halt when the door snicks shut.
I fuckinghatehow the sexual tension immediately snaps into place. What a cliché right? I should hate them, yet I’m eager to pound Ellis' ass while Nate fingers mine.
Crossing the space quickly, I hide my growing erection behind the island. My placement also serves to put some space between us. Putting clothes on right now is low on my list because I have to get these two the fuck out before Violet gets here.
Ellis smirks, and Nate slaps his ass in warning. My own lips twitch because I desire their relationship. I love their dynamic even if I despise their attitude toward the woman I love.
"Right," Ellis grunts, palming his sore ass cheek. "We want to apologize?—"
My frown comes back with a vengeance. "I'm not the one you need to fucking apologize to, Ellis."
"If you'd let me fucking finish,Jamie—"Whack!"Ow!Fuck, stop spanking me. Or at least alter cheeks so they're even."
"Don't fret." Nate rolls his eyes. "I'm sure you'll be an ass twice more,thenI'll make it even. Don't be a prick. We're not here to fight." Nate says to me, "Even if Ellis makes it seem that way."
Crossing my arms, I bite my tongue. I'll let them speak their piece, then they can leave. The more I interrupt, the longer this will take.
Ellis rolls his eyes but nudges his shoulders back in confidence. "We really need to apologize to Violet. Acting out of anger is always easier, but the more we really paid attention to her, the faster we realized she would never intentionally hurt us. We would appreciate your help in getting in contact with her. Again, to apologize, not antagonize. We understand she too was a victim of what happened to Blue, and she lives with her own scars. We just wish she had let us battle alongside her."
My eyebrows rise with each word he says, and now I can't keep my mouth shut. "Did you practice that speech?"
To my complete joy, Ellis blushes. "I—Yes." He sighs.
"I made him." Nate chuckles. "His mouth runs away from him sometimes, so he needed clear boundaries."
While humor makes me want to smile, I think about something that pisses me off. "So you didn't actually mean it? Your boyfriend gave you a script, and you just pushed through it to get what you want?"
"What the fuck?!" Ellis looks surprised and offended. "No, asshole. Those are my words, and I meant themwith my whole heart. I feel really fucking horrible for how I've treated Violet. Seeing her cry and freak out because ofmewas a wake-up call. I'm trying to be better."
I don't know Ellis very well, so I'm having a hard time letting him near my woman because of what Idoknow. But he seems genuine in what he's saying right now.
