Is she okay?
Warrick:
I think so, she just seems worn out. It had been a great day until her ex decided to make an appearance.
Ulysses:
WHAT! That fucker dared to approach her after what he did?
Warrick:
Guys, I’ll fill you in when we get home. I’m bringing all the stuff we were going to use to make the drink we created so we can experiment in peace. You guys need to be willing guinea pigs and try whatever she puts together.
Gareth:
Done and done. You know you didn’t need to ask that. We can’t say no to the woman.
Vili:
I be good guinea pig, she can feed me anything.
Ulysses:
War, you promise she’s okay?
Warrick:
From what I can tell, yes, but I don’t know her well enough to know if it’s an act. Gotta run, can’t be texting and driving, precious cargo and all.
Yun-Sun:
Drive safe, see you when you get here.
Looking up from my phone, I locked eyes with Ulysses, knowing out of all of us, he’d be the one to do something stupid. I’m sure his history with Bailey-Rose made matters like this worse for him, and I was ready to hunt the bastard down for even looking at our girl.
“I think I should call her brothers,” Ulysses stated.
Reaching over, I gripped his arm tightly, using the touch to ground him. “Maybe you should wait. Let’s get the whole story before we escalate matters. I’m not saying you shouldn’t, but, Lys, if they ask you what happened, we don’t have much to tell them.”
He dropped his gaze and nodded. “The thought of that man even breathing the same air as my Rosie makes me want to punch him in the throat.”
“Trust me, I don’t even know a thing about the fucker other than he hurt our girl. However, I’d be right behind you to give him two black eyes so he can’t even look at her,” Gareth shared as he stood and started to pace the room.
Vili looked at all of us with concern and a little uncertainty. No matter how rude or mean people were to him, Vili treated everyone with kindness. I wasn’t sure if he was the type of man who would throw punches. Then again, it wouldn’t be good if we were all hotheads ready to charge to war at the drop of a hat.
“Now is no time to worry about things that don’t matter,” Vili announced, all traces of his uncertainty gone and replaced with total confidence. “My kitten is upset, so we prepare to make her feel safe and cared for. Running off to punch stupid people is not going to help. It will only make our pretty lady sad. So we need pillows, blankets, big hoodie, and something sweet. Oh! I will make my cocoa. Yes, that will work best.”
The three of us looked at each other, rather confused by this change in attitude. We had strong personalities in our pack, but Vili was our go-with-the-flow champion. To see him giving orders was odd as much as it was heartwarming.
“I’ll grab a hoodie and the pillows off my bed,” I said, holding out a hand to Gareth for him to pull me up. “Where should I bring it all?”
Vili cocked his head as if he didn’t understand what I was asking. “Here,” he answered, pointing to the bed. “This is her nest, no?”
Okay, I deserved that look. Of course, it made sense to establish this space as warm and comforting from the start. “Yup, you’re absolutely right.”
“Look, I know this might be a stupid question, but is there such a thing as too many pillows in a nest? As we all know, Warrick likes to pretend he’s an Omega with the mountain of pillows he has on his bed. Should I take them all, save one, or what?” Gareth questioned.
We contemplated that question for a moment. I wasn’t sure how we would even fit in the space with how the poof took up so much room in the netting. Before any of us could react, Vili launched himself onto the bed with only a soft ooph to let us know he was fine since he was lost from sight. The bed started to sway, but whatever Vili was doing seemed to deflate the poof somewhat. Eventually, the bed began to take shape, and I was shocked to find how large the sleeping space was. It could easily fit all six of us and more, but it was perfect for us to snuggle up with our Omega.