She shoots me a scowl. “No thanks. I’m good on my own.” She turns to her horse, attaches the bag to its saddle and runs her hands over it.
“It wasn’t a question.”
“Don’t care. Still not going with you.” She doesn’t even look at me.
I grind my teeth as Theo chuckles beside me.Twat. I glare at him, but that doesn’t stop the amusement dancing in his eyes. I growl under my breath and narrow my eyes at the infuriating woman. “You’re coming with us, no ifs, no buts.”
She whirls around, her face mottled with anger as she opens her mouth.
“Do I need to have Alex throw you over his shoulder?” I ask her with a quirked eyebrow before she can speak.
Fire dances in her emerald eyes. “Any of you touch me and I’ll stab you in the dick.” Her hand drops to the knife on her hip.
“None of us are going to touch you, sweetheart, I promise,” Alex says soothingly.
She doesn’t look convinced.
“How about we tell you our names, huh? I’m Alex. The comedian is Theo and the grumpy asshole is Rhys.” He points to us as he tells her our names.
I narrow my eyes at him. “I’m not grumpy, and Theo is not funny enough to be a comedian.”
“You just proved his point,” Theo says with a snort.
I roll my eyes and sigh. “Come on, monkeys, let’s get this circus moving. Same formation as before. Alex, you watch princess over there.”
“I have a name,” she huffs as she grabs the horse’s reins and moves closer to us.
“Sure you do. But you haven’t told us it and until you do, you’re princess.” I don’t know why, but pushing her buttons is the most fun I’ve had in a while, especially when she scrunches her cute nose up in anger like that.
“Ollie. My name’s Ollie,” she says after a moment of glaring at me.
“Hmm, I still prefer princess.” I turn and begin moving down the street. There’s an indignant huff behind me and I have to fight a smile.
Focus, idiot, I scold myself as we move down the street. It’s hard to listen for footsteps with the thud of hooves from Ollie’s horse, so I keep my head on a swivel.
Thankfully, the road is clear and sure enough, there’s a house that sits just off to the side, away from the other houses. It’s older compared to the rest in the housing estate, but it borders the forested green belt, giving us suitable cover if we need to escape. There even looks to be a back garden for the horse, since I doubt the princess is going to part with one of her animal sidekicks.
“Alright, this is perfect. Theo, you’re with me. Alex, princess, you stay out here while we clear the place.”
Theo falls in step beside me as Ollie grumbles something behind me, but I don’t pay any attention. My entire focus is on the task at hand; clear and secure the house.
Traitors and Neanderthals
Olivia
I’m hanging on bya shoestring.
I’m both mentally and physically exhausted andeverythinghurts. Hell, I’ve found muscles I didn’t even know existed until today, and all I want to do is curl up into a ball and cry. Honestly, I’m surprised I’ve lasted this long without either sobbing, giggling hysterically or straight up passing out.
Maybe part of that is because I don’t want to appear weak or unhinged next to the three hot as fuck guys I’ve suddenly found. They don’t seem intent on harming me, but Andy’s warning is ringing loud and clear in my mind; trust no one. Which means after tonight, we’ll go ourseparate ways and never see each other again. It’s for the best, especially since they’ll make me want things I can never have.
I shift, putting some distance between me and the guy the other two left out here with me, Alex. He’s kind of terrifying because of just how damnbighe is. He’s not just tall, but broad and well-muscled and his thighs are like fucking tree trunks. His size reminds me of the rugby player I dated at university; before the prick broke my heart. But that’s where the similarities end, because Alex is devastatingly handsome.
He’s got that cute, boy-next-door thing going on, with full lips that are quick to smile and he even hasdimples. His dirty blond hair is cut short at the sides and left long at the top in a faux hawk, causing strands to fall over his baby blue eyes framed by thick lashes. His slightly crooked nose is the only thing not achingly perfect about him, but even then it gives him a uniqueness that only adds to his attractiveness. This guy was definitely breaking hearts in school and university with that easy, dimpled smile.
And I know he’d break mine if I gave him the chance.
That thought sobers me up. I tear my gaze away from him and focus on the house where the other two guys disappeared into. I hope they’re not too long because I really need to sit down, decompress and see how much food I’ve lost from that damn fight. Plus, night is falling fast and I’m getting twitchy.
