Leaning back, I rest my forehead against his. “Stay here. Call your sister. There are snacks in the fridge. Dom mentioned food—so it looks like you and Britt are invited for dinner.”
His fingers trail to the back of my neck as he nods. “Alright. I’m really sorry. I don’t want to be a burden in your life.”
I scoff. “Please, Ayden. Don’t make me spank you.” He sucks a sharp breath in, and I can’t help but chuckle as I stand. “I’ve got a surprise for youbutyou’ll have to wait.”
“Wait! That’s so mean. Why even say anything?”
I don’t look back, just wave as I disappear down the hall to find Britt. She can keep him company while I handle what needs doing. I’m grateful to Dom for so much already, and I won’t take his kindness for granted.
Several hours later, we’ve all eaten dinner and showered, and not a single call for assistance has disturbed the evening.
Before the incident at the hotel, it felt like everything in this town went wrong. Now, it’s quiet. Almost like whatever god there is decided to give us a break—especially since we’re all still mourning Corey.
A little after ten, Britt headed out, making sure Ayden was set to get home. I told her I’d take care of him. Although she gave me a coy, cat-like expression, she didn’t question it.
I told her in our last session that he’s my boyfriend, and,unsurprisingly, she wasn’t shocked. She was supportive, exactly as I knew she’d be. She even apologized for pushing Kali to flirt with him, swearing it was only to get me out of my own ass and into his.
I didn’t quite buy that. I’m positive she was trying to get a rise out of me.
Everyone has since drifted off toward their rooms to get ready for bed when Ayden stretches his arms over his head and begins to stand.
“I guess I should get going.”
It’s closing in on eleven now, andthatis just not happening.
“You’ll stay here tonight.”
He freezes mid-motion, then slowly sinks back into his chair, eyes wide. “What?”
Propping my elbow on the armrest, I lean into my palm. “I didn’t stutter. You’re staying here. I’ve already cleared it with Dom and the girls.”
God, he’s so fucking cute when he’s surprised. It’s the same look he gave me when he found out my cock was pierced. Now that I think about it, I really regret not getting more piercings back when I wasn’t having sex. The healing time is going to be a bitch—assuming he likes this one, that is.
“Is that allowed?”
I shake my head. “Technically, no, but… perks of a small town. It can’t be a regular thing, but given the circumstances, Dom said it’s fine.”
“How can someone that scary-looking”—I throw my head back with a laugh—“be so damn nice?”
Hearing him join in on the laughter, I shake my head and grin. “He’s a softie, he just has to keep the appearance up.”
His soft nod accompanies his growing blush. The fact my dickinstantlyreacts to that, has me inwardly groaning.
“Where are we sleeping?”
I’m one second from calling him a good boy for knowing we’ll be sharing a bed, but my cock can only take so much torture. “Men’s common space. Dom has his own room, and the girls have theirs.”
Slapping my hands onto my knees before standing, I get up andreach down to help him up. He grabs my wrist, and I pull him to his feet.
We walk down the hall to where I sleep: four bunk beds and a solo on the furthest wall. I’ve not moved from my spot, bottom left, even after what happened. All of them are custom double built for length.
But I think for tonight, we’ll take the largest against the wall without the bed on top.
Kicking off my boots, I gesture toward it. He strides over slowly, removes his shoes, and tucks them under the frame.
“Forgot to ask,” I say while undoing my pants, then move to the free hanging closet where my clothes are hung and folded. “How’d Alysa take it?”
“As you’d expect. She’s furious and disgusted.” In the dimly lit room, he starts to undress, pulling his shirt off first. “She even tried to joke… about how she’d fuck you before ever touching me. I had to force myself to laugh.”
