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“Who haven’t both you two assholes fucked?” Ares’s brow lift was slow. “I’m still trying to get the stains out of shit the pair of you left the last time you were here.”
“Me too.” Dorian lifted a finger. Dorian tipped his chin at Thatcher. “And, Thatch, we all know the rule applies to both of you.”
Thatcher frowned. “What we all know is we’re not the only ones.” Thatcher waved a hand between him and Wells.
Wells’s smile was coy when he placed it in Dorian’s direction. He eyed him. “At least that used to be the case for all of us.”
Dorian’s smile wiped away. He sat up, but when I shifted, he stayed in place. I glared at Wells. “You, fucker, are a cocky son of a bitch.” I glanced at Thatcher. “Same goes for you, and there’s nothing wrong with not having to get your dick wet whenever the invitation’s open.” My eyebrows narrowed. “So why don’t you both lay the fuck off Dorian? Off us?”
They had no right, but what I hadn’t expected was both Thatcher and Wells to angle back.
Nor gain the rest of the room’s attention.
Dorian had his brow up, obviously surprised by me jumping in and defending him.
You defended both of you.
Wells raised his hands. “Sorry, princess,” he said before nodding at Dorian. “It seems we’ve crossed your queen.”
“And don’t do it again.” Dorian’s hand settled at my waist. He smiled at me, and something about it felt knowing. Something else about it had butterflies buzzing in my stomach.
They weren’t bad.
“So rule number three, then,” Ares said, watching us. He nodded. “No wandering the house and getting into shit. I don’t need anything fucking broken, and my parents getting on me for it. You respect my stuff and my space.” He glanced my way. “And I respect you.”
Like a few things tonight, I had no idea where Ares’s attention was coming from. Maybe it was because my brother and I were pretty new in his space, but Bru or I had never given Ares a reason to think we’d destroy anything.
I recalled him being very territorial the last time I was over here as well. He kept us outside the whole time when we painted.
Ares took a seat next to Wells with a grunt, and Dorian slow-clapped for him.
“Nicely delivered TedTalk, buddy,” he joshed, and Ares grumbled.
Ares lifted a hand.
“Just don’t want anyone fucking with my shit.” He settled back. “We all do that, and we’re cool.”
The room got rather quiet then, awkward, and that may be why Dorian got the guys to start up a video game. The pizza still wasn’t here yet, and he suggested the game while we waited. The boys were just starting to get it geared up when I got up. I needed to go to the bathroom.
“Want me to go with you?” Dorian got up, and even Bow asked, but I remembered where at least one of the bathrooms was in this house. I’d been here before.
I told both him and Bow no and stepped past Ares. He’d been getting additional controllers set up. He stopped in front of me. “Where are you going?”
“The bathroom, that okay?” I crossed around him. “I remember where it is. Down the hall, right?”
“Yeah, but—”
I started to go, but he crossed in front of me again. I rolled my eyes. “Ares, I know where it’s at.”
“And this is a big fucking house.” His lips pulled tight. “D or I should take you.”
“I already told him I had it covered.” Again, I crossed in front of him. “Lay off. I won’t break anything.”
I left him standing there, and it was by the grace of God he actually let me go by myself. The guy was being super anal about his stupid fucking rules.
I felt his eyes on my back the whole way, and when I eventually did come out, I was surprised he wasn’t waiting outside the door for me. I started to go back to the others, but stopped when I took a second to admire all the art pieces on the walls. I’d noticed them when I passed them initially, but with Ares’s eyes on my back, I couldn’t study them.
I did now, truly in awe of them. There was lots of metalwork gracing the walls, bent steel in abstract pieces. I’d never done anything like that myself, and I wondered if Ares had created these.
