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“I know the one. Why’re you there?”
“Hud got into some shit, so I went to help. He’s kinda fucked up right now.”
“You want me to come get youboth?”
“He needs some stitches, and I think he has a concussion.”
“If it’s that bad call him a fucking ambulance,” I grunt, my head spinning from the booze. I need this shit like a hole in the head.
“He’s got Bryce and Max to think of. They’ve only got a few weeks before they can leave the children’s home and live with him, he doesn’t need that kind of attention.”
“Perhaps he should’ve thought of that before he got himself into whatever shit he’s dragged you into. That prick should know better.”
“He didn’t drag me into anything,Ichose to help him because that’s what friends do.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I mutter, rubbing at my temple.
“Look, Beast, he’s trying to do right by his brothers, and I’m trying to do right by him.”
For some reason that just pisses me off more. She’s so fucking loyal and the fact she’s giving her loyalty to Hudson, a man not all that much younger than me, makes my blood boil. I don’t even want to think about why that is.
“What’s up with that relationship anyway? They aren’t even his real family,” I ask, forcing my thoughts to a less dangerous place.
Kate lets out a frustrated breath. “And Connall isn’t your brother? Just because they’re not blood, doesn’t mean they aren’t family. You know that better than anyone.”
She’s got a point, which I refuse to acknowledge because I’ve got a splitting fucking headache and a cock that keeps fucking twitching at the sound of her voice. “Are you hurt?” I growl instead, pressing the palm of my hand against my dick and mentally telling it to calm the fuck down. This is not fucking happening right now.
“Just a couple of bruises. Might have a broken rib…”
“The FUCK, Princess!” I yell, my concern for her making me lose my calm. “You’re one royal pain in my arse!”
“Yeah, so you’ve told me repeatedly.”
“Ah shit, I didn’t mean that,” I grumble under my breath, yanking open the door to my car, but the buzz in my head and the way the floor tips under my feet tell me I can’t hold my drink as well as I thought.
“Can you come or not?” Kate asks, the crack in her voice causing a chasm to open up in my gut. How the fuck have I let her get under my damn skin like this? I should tell her to deal with her own shit. I don’t.
“I’m a little drunk, Princess.”
“Of course, you are,” she retorts, getting my back up.
“It’s my day off!” I remind her.
“Look, don’t worry about it. I’ll get him sorted myself.”
“Just stay fucking put—”
She hangs up without bothering to acknowledge me.
“Fuck!” For half a minute I consider letting her get on with it. Then I remember that it’s my job to take care of her, that Ican’tsee her in trouble. “She needs a good fucking spanking,” I mutter, then groan as my dick twitches, agreeing with me. Gritting my teeth, I fish my phone out of my jacket pocket and swipe the screen. With one eye squinted, I pull up the number I’m looking for and hit dial.
“Beast, what can I do for you?” Connall answers half a beat later.
“Fuck!” I exclaim. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
“Beast? Are you gonna tell me what’s up?”
“Yeah, shit,” I reply, forcing myself to concentrate on our conversation and not thoughts of Princess over my knee. “Can I ask you a favour?”
