I shift the stiff fucker in my jeans so I can walk properly before taking off after Lily, wishing I could find a dark corner to drag her into and show her what she does to me.
Fuck, I hope my boner goes down before I fight.
This week has been a blur.
News quickly spread through Hedgwick and beyond about the drive-by shooting at Lily’s hair salon. Barrett showed up in a fucking rage, ready to burn the whole fucking world down for his cousin, which just made me like him even more.
The twins, who had been radio silent since finding out they have a sister that Lily didn’t tell them about, called, frantic to see if she was safe.
She cried again, a mix of happiness to hear from them, and pain for what’s happened.
She was on the phone with them for over an hour, trying to convince them she was alright and safe, and that they should stay on campus and not come home.
In the end, I took the phone from her and told the twins that I’m looking after their mum, and I won’t let anything happen to her.
That seemed to appease them, and it made me conjure up all sorts of scenarios about a world where Jude and Ronan would be happy about me being with their mum.
Deep down, I know that will never happen.
The bobbies have dropped by every fucking day since to check in and ask more questions. Apparently, they think the shooters are part of a local gang, but are unsure which one yet. This is part of the reason I think Lily was so keen to come tonight, aside from supporting me.
She’s determined to find the people hunting her.
Inside the venue, the crowd is thick and loud, and there’s no way for us to move through it without holding on to each other unless we want to get separated.
Lily picks up on this straight away and weaves her arm through mine as we work our way through the crowd.
Shiv is easy to find with his silver hair standing out amongst the mostly darker shades, and I lead Lily up to him, introducing her as a friend. He doesn’t even bat an eye about it, but I don’tmiss the way his gaze roams over Lily from head to toe like she’s something he wants to lick, and I have to fight the urge to fucking headbutt him.
We talk fights for a bit. My opponent for tonight is Mad Dog, and the deep rumble of barking from across the room tells me why. Not only does he look like a cross between a pug and a bulldog with his bald head and rolls at the base of his skull, but he fucking barks like a dog, too, and the crowd over where he is, joins in.
“A word of warning.” Shiv draws our attention. “Mad Dog is known to play dirty. So be prepared.”
I nod in understanding and tug Lily away, ignoring the look of concern that sweeps over her face.
“What are the chances of you leaving with me now for a night of hot sex instead of this?” Lily asks, and I smirk.
“Why do that when I know it awaits anyway?” I shoot her a shit-eating-grin and she rolls her eyes.
“Maybe I’m taking it off the table if we don’t leave now.”
I shake my head, smirking at her as we reach the side of the room. “I’m not worried. I’ll be edging you all night as you watch me fight in the cage. Your knickers are going to be a wet mess by the time I tear them off later.”
She gapes at me, but then nods. “You’re probably right.”
Christ.
Leaning down, I whisper in her ear. “I’m gonna eat that pretty pussy of yours tonight, Lily. And when I do, I want you to fuck my face until you scream.”
“Shit,” she breathes, leaning into me slightly like my words have hooked her.
Fuck, I love the fact she’s just as affected by me as I am by her.
“Are you wet right now?” I growl against her ear, getting closer than a friend should.
“Yes.” She nods, taking a step back and sucking in a deep breath. “You need to think about whatever it is guys think about to get rid of their hard-ons.”
I chuckle, all too aware that my cock is harder than it was when we came in from the parking lot.
