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“Are you fucking kidding? That’s enough to take down a grown ass man. Now we have to watch her all night. She could choke on her own vomit.”
I laugh, “I vomited on Brennan once, he wasn’t very happy with me. Someone help me take these clothes off. It's really hot in here.”
Someone grabs my ankle and takes off my shoes, but it’s still hot. “I need my clothes off. I feel trapped, just rip them.”
“Little Angel, I need you to stand up for a second.” I feel a set of hands holding me up and my pants being slid down my legs. I instantly cool down once my clothes are off.
“Tenshi, your food is ready.”
I open my eyes and sit forward, but Chester keeps his arms wrapped around my waist. In front of me is a bowl of chicken and rice, it smells heavenly. I shovel the food into my mouth as quickly as I can. “This is so good. Creed is designated cookerer.”
“That’s not a real word Little Angel,” Chester whispers into my ear and I get chills which makes me giggle. Once I finish eating my food my eyes close again and I yawn.
I hear all of the guys say goodnight. The last thing that I remember before sleep claims me is someone tucking me into bed and a whisper soft kiss on my temple.
8
Jolie
The thumping in my brain pounds in time with the beat of my pulse as I start to come to. It takes a moment for the haze to clear from my mind before I remember that I was extremely wasted last night. Sweat coats my body and I feel like I'm in an inferno with flames licking at my skin. Not being ready to open my eyes, I try to throw the blanket off and someone groans from beside me. Oh shit, not this again.It’s okay Jolie, last time this happened you didn’t do anything.I open my eyes and flick my hair from my face, having to spit a few strands from my mouth. My eyes widen when I see a naked tattooed ass staring back at me.What the actual fuck!I look down and realise I’m in nothing but a pair of underwear, my tits hanging free. I glance from under my lashes to my right and Creed is tucked under the remaining blanket. No wonder I felt like I was in an inferno trapped between these two. But how in the hell did I end up in bed with them?
“Morning Tenshi,” Creed croaks as he rolls over to face me.
“Please tell me you at least have clothes on.”
“I do. Chester sleeps naked, but he refused to leave your side especially after you threw up on yourself around one in the morning.”
“Please tell me that I didn’t do anything stupid,” I groan and slide my way down the bed. I spot a shirt thrown on the floor, giving it a quick sniff before I throw it on. I stretch my arms above my head trying to loosen up the tightly coiled muscles.
“No, you came home and went straight to bed.”
“I appreciate you lying to me, but can you wake him up and make him put some clothes on? I only have so much self control and that,” I point with a raised brow, “is a good looking dick.”
Creed smirks at me and nods. I keep my eyes away from Chester, he is a bloody work of art, his tattoos, the shape of his ass. If it wasn’t for them doing what they did, I would’ve happily jumped him and not regretted it.
I step into the ensuite and look at myself in the mirror. The sight before me makes me grimace. I look like a coked out hooker on a good day. Fuck, maybe if I looked like this they might want to steer clear of me. I go about my business peeing and brushing my teeth. A shower is going to have to wait until I get some pain meds and some food into my stomach.
By the time I leave the bathroom both guys have disappeared. I head downstairs and find everyone is gathered in the kitchen. Brennan is dressed in his usual suit and making coffee. Chester at least has underwear on now, which really still isn’t helping my cause. I’m horny as hell now living with five men who are all equally hot in their own ways and seeing them half naked makes me daydream about doing really bad things to them while fighting a war in my head about how I can’t just forgive them. Creed's eyes darken as he takes me in, and I realise it’s his shirt that I’m wearing. I smirk up at him while biting my lip.Take that sucker.
Kai lifts his head from the table catching my attention and I can’t help but double over in laughter. I don’t understand what he is wearing. He looks like a dad on damn vacation. If he is wearing his stupid crocs again, they’re going to vanish. What man in his twenties wears them? I understand their practicality but just no.
Trace quietly sits at the breakfast bar with his back to me. We really haven't spoken much since I’ve been back. I don’t know if either of us has much to say.
Brennan slides a coffee in front of me and some little green pills. Normal crap doesn’t work for me; I know why now and am thankful there is now something that I can take to help take the edge off. Having had to suffer through excruciating period pain, I’m grateful I won’t have to deal with that anymore. Apparently no amount of genetic engineering can stop a girl from her monthlies. Speaking of, I better pick up some tampons.
“You look as bad as I feel,” Kai whispers from across the table, sliding his sunglasses off of his face.
“I need everyone to sit down,” Brennan clears his throat and looks pointedly at each of us. We all take our seats and wait; Trace even moves to join us at the table. Once Brennan has all of our attention he licks his lips and takes a deep breath in.
“Mr. Z sent me an email this morning. We have our first assignment as a team.”
“What? No, we haven't even started to train as a team yet and he knows that.” Trace yells, his tone is way too aggressive for the situation at hand. Something is going on with him.
“He is testing our ability to keep Jolie safe and in line. This is for us and not her. But, as usual, he has given us instructions and we need to do what needs to be done. We leave tonight. Kai and Jolie go shower, sleep, whatever you need to do to sober up.”
“Together?” Kai inquires, waggling his eyebrows. I flip him off and he laughs. “I’m just kidding. I know all the tricks to feeling better, finish your coffee and I'll order in some food.”
Creed excuses himself stating he has some work to do in the morgue, while Chester mumbles something about going back to bed. Trace just walks off without saying a word and Brennan's phone buzzes and he goes to take it in the other room to answer it.
