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“Are you okay, Mila?” Hunter is the first to come to me, his hands hovering over my throat.
Jace runs to the back door, but the action is delayed, like he’s chasing after a ghost. Unsure if he wants to catch it, but he doesn’t want to let it get away either.
“Yeah, I’m good. Just need some clothes.” I shiver under his gaze.
Hunter takes a step back and yanks his tee over his head. I lift my arms as he puts it on for me. When my head pops out and I brush my hair back, he smiles down at me. The soft fabric flops down to the middle of my thighs.
“What the hell was that?” Jace questions as he walks over to me, looking over me the same as Hunter just did. I think he is asking himself more than me, because I’m just as clueless about what happened
“Roman kissed me?” I reply as the silence stretches out, unsure if it’s the right thing to say.
Jace lets out a strange laugh and runs his hands through his hair. He isn’t looking at me now. He’s in his own mind.
Hunter wraps his arm around me and leads me over to the couch. “Yeah, but…Roman never kisses?” He sounds like he’s unsure if it’s a question or a statement.
“He did then.” I chuckle lightly, trying to break the tense atmosphere in the room. Grady brings me a tall glass of water, and I take it from him with a, “Thanks.”
“Mila, are you really okay?” Grady asks me, and I nod. I can still feel where Roman’s fingers held my throat. I never thought I would like something like that, but I do.
“I have never seen Roman kiss, hug…hell, even touch a girl,” Jace says. “I questioned his sexuality once. I just wanted him to know that it was okay if he likes guys. That he was my friend either way. I didn’t want him to have to hide that part from me if he was, you know?”
My mouth drops open. He’s never seen Roman kiss a girl? Because, holy hotness, that kiss was epic. There is no way he hasn’t been kissing…someone.
“What did he say, about the guys?” Because that kiss certainly felt like he’s into me. I could feel how much he wanted me.
Jace shakes his head and chuckles. “He shoved me and grunted that he likes girls. Told me to leave him alone.”
Everyone laughs at that. That sounds just like Roman. The old Roman, at least. The new one, I’m only starting to scratch the surface, and I have a feeling there are many more layers to Roman Valentine.
“He doesn’t like people touching him. At all. He never lets us touch him, even a pat on the back after a good game. He flinches away.”
I’d touched his face…but he didn’t let me touch his hair or body. He made that very clear when he squeezed my throat tighter in warning.
I’m surprised no one has asked what set Roman off in the first place. I guess, with me down here in my underwear and Jace in boxers, they could guess something happened.
Roman had caught me with Jace.
Hunter, Jace, and Grady had watched as Roman kissed me like I was his last meal.
And now Hunter has me curled up against him, Jace sits beside us, and Grady is watching us like he’s the fourth wheel.
I shake my head. It’s too early in the day to wrap my head around this. I’m hungry and exhausted. I need to go home, shower, and change. Get freshened up. I clear my throat.
“I broke your pact. Again.”
