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Maya pointed across the room at Cyn. “Him.”
“Maya, no, please.” I didn’t want to make Cyn angrier than he already was. Maya meant no harm, but she didn’t understand she was playing with infernals and not humans. It would’ve been a small, forgettable embarrassment I could laugh off if it were anyone else. “There’s nothing—”
“Wait,” Zeke said. “You think Cyn wants to fuck her?”
Maya nodded, biting back a laugh as Zeke pieced everything together.
He pointed at me. “And you think he doesn’t want to?”
I went still, looking into the living room to find Cyn watching me. I didn’t know if he heard our conversation. I am going to die.
Zeke turned to look, and before I could overthink my next action, I rounded the counter and lunged at him, covering his mouth with my hand and pushing his back over the counter.
His hand went to my lower back to steady me as he stared at me with wide eyes.
“Don’t.”
I removed my hand when he nodded. “Good boy.” He shuddered against me and my brow crinkled. “You okay?”
He swallowed, nodding. “Yeah.”
I stepped back and turned to find Cyn’s jaw clenched and Ash looking at us in surprise. Clearing my throat, I glanced at Ezra on the stool he’d brought into the living room earlier. He said nothing, observing in that unnerving way he always did whenever I interacted with the others.
Maya laughed. “You shouldn’t get so wound up over it. You’re hot. I’d be surprised if he didn’t wanna fuck you.”
“Oh my god. Can we please stop talking about fucking?” I slapped my hand over my mouth, realizing how loudly I’d protested.
Ash laughed.
I contemplated buying a bus ticket to the coast and flinging myself into the Atlantic.
Maya’s smile fell. “Are you okay? Did I go too far?”
“No. Not really. It’s just… complicated.”
“I think she’s hilarious,” Ash said with a reassuring smile, taking a sip of his beer. He looked at Cyn. “Don’t you?”
“She’s not bad,” he muttered.
Have I stumbled into Bizarro Land?
I thought Cyn was angry that I’d brought her home, even though I’d texted the group chat to warn them. They hadn’t protested. Even Ash looked uncomfortable with her being here. How was I so off the mark?
I looked at Ezra.
He glanced at Maya. When he looked at me again, he said, “She’s amusing.”
I sat down on the stool next to Zeke, unable to process the sudden shift in their attitudes.
Maya pulled her phone from her pocket and grumbled, “I have to open in the morning.”
I glanced at the time on the microwave and turned to her. “How much have you had to drink?”
“Too much to drive,” Ash said, voicing my thoughts.
She sighed. “He’s right. I assume one of these guys has the other bedroom I usually take.” She looked around at the others. “Where the hell do you all sleep?”
“She can take the bedroom,” Zeke said.
