Alex sits on her other side, his own pot forgotten on the floor between his outstretched legs. He’s too busy staring at Ollie with a love-sick expression on his face.
I wonder if I have a similar look on my face too.
They both look up when I enter the room. Alex cocks an eyebrow expectantly while Ollie furrows her brows and nibbles on her lower lip.
“Did you beat the shit out of him?” Alex asks, causing Ollie to gasp and thump him in the side with her fist.
“Alex!” she admonishes before turning her attention back to me. “Please don’t tell me you guys had a fight?”
Some of the tension I’ve been holding dissipates as I move over to her and plonk myself at her feet. “I didn’t fight him, but I made itveryclear to him what happens the next time he upsets you.” I unconsciously flex my fists, causing both their eyes to flick down to them.
Ollie sighs. “You still punched him.” It’s a statement, not a question.
“I wanted to make sure he got the message.”
Alex nods his head in approval. “Good.”
Ollie, however, isn’t so pleased. She rolls her eyes. “Men,” she mutters under her breath.
Alex’s lips twitch, and I can’t help but chuckle at her exasperation.
“Yeah, baby, we’re big, stupid men.” I grab her feet through the sleeping bag material and squeeze them. “How’s your head feeling?”
“Still pounding, but it’s not too bad now that the painkillers have kicked in.” She wiggles her toes against my hand.
“Good. You’ll have to take it easy for the next few days so you don’t make it worse.” Which reminds me, I probably should have checked Rhys’s shoulder before I left him in that room, just to make sure the idiot hadn’t done any damage during the fight. But there’s no way I’m leaving this room now, not with Ollie looking all cute and snuggled up like she is.
The bastard will be fine for the night.
I squeeze her feet once more before getting to my feet and crossing the small room to my backpack.
“What are you doing?” Alex asks, tension in his voice as I grab my sleeping bag.
I walk back to where Ollie is and place my sleeping bag next to hers. “Setting up my sleeping area,” I say as I roll it out on the thick straw.
“You’re not sleeping there,” Alex snaps, glaring at the sleeping bag like it’s personally offended him.
Uh oh. Does this mean Alex is finally putting his foot down and rejecting the idea of sharing Ollie? After everything?
I pause and look over at him. “Why shouldn’t I sleep here?” I ask, keeping my tone level and calm even as my stomach clenches. I promised him after he revealed everything that happened with Willow that I’ll listen to him even if I don’t like what he’s about to say. It’s the least I can do after being such a shitty friend to him.
Ollie stays silent as she watches us, having the good sense not to butt in. This is an important moment between me and Alex.
The ex-rugby player blows out a breath and rakes a hand through his blond hair. “I’m adjusting, but not that fast, Theo.” His voice is strained.
Adjusting? What…
My mouth drops open in disbelief. “You think I’m going to try tofuck her?”Is he serious?
Even Ollie looks shocked as she stares at him with wide eyes.
Alex at least has the decency to look sheepish as he rubs his neck and averts his gaze. “Well, the last time you guys spent the night alone together, you ended up… you know…” His cheeks turn bright red.
Huh. I never expected him to be embarrassed about discussing sex with Ollie to me. Not when the man is usually a flagrant exhibitionist. I’ll have to fix that.
“Fucking her with my fingers until she came?” I deadpan.
Ollie chokes, and her face flushes to match Alex’s. “Theo!”
