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Chapter 17
Addie
“You don’t choose the cat. The cat chooses you. So you can’t touch the cat unless...what the fuck did I just say?”
Still holding my hot chocolate, I raised an eyebrow at Tommy. The boy was sitting between Lacey and Elena, the former of which was attempting to pet Mof.
Tommy glared at her outstretched hand.
“You don’t touch the cat unless you want to lose a finger. We clear?”
In that moment, it became clear to me that Tommy was kind of a psychopath. At least he was my psychopath; I couldn’t imagine having that boy as an enemy.
“Don’t be so dramatic, kid,” Elena said haughtily. She was now wearing shorts and a tank top that displayed way too much cleavage than what was socially acceptable.
“I’m not a kid! I am thirteen fucking years old!” Tommy protested, staring down his nose at her. Elena blinked, gave him a once-over, and then blinked again.
“Bull crap.”
“My sex appeal is, admittedly, years above my time,” Tommy said seriously. “It’s nothing to be intimidated by.”
I snorted, drawing the attention of the other occupants of the room. Lilly and Sam slid around me, reclaiming their chair against the wall. I noted with some satisfaction that, minus Elena, Bikini, and one other girl, the other females had already retired for the night. I also noticed that all of my guys were still present.
Almost unwillingly, my eyes met Fallon’s. They were dark in his face, lust dilating the pupils. Warmth pooled in my lower belly.
I truly wasn’t embarrassed of my body. After I had gotten over all of my scars, I decided to embrace what I had kept hidden for so many years. I had grown accustomed to men looking at me with lust. After they saw my bare skin, that lust would transform into disgust. Horror. Pity.
The heat in Fallon’s eyes, however, never faltered.
And it wasn’t just lust in his expression. No, there was something else too. Something akin to reverence.
I didn’t know if I would be able to handle Fallon’s undivided attention. I imagined, like the man himself, it would be overwhelming.
Shaking my head, I refocused on the conversation.
Elena was handing out room assignments.
“Unfortunately, we don’t have enough spare beds for all of you. Most will have to sleep on the couch or the floor.” She smiled suddenly, pushing her ample breasts out. “Of course, I’m more than willing to share my bed.”
“Me too,” Bikini added. The third girl, whose name I couldn’t recall, merely smiled sultrily.
“That won’t be necessary,” Fallon said sternly, and I ignored the pointed looks Lilly and Sam threw my way. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Him refusing Elena’s offer was not evidence that he was “hungry for me”. He might’ve just been stuffed. Maybe he would be hungry later for females. Maybe he would be-
Asher, beside me, gave me a long look, and I blushed when I realized I had spoken aloud.
“Maybe for you,” Elena said, unperturbed by Fallon’s rejection. “You can’t speak for the group.”
Fallon sighed heavily. “It’s their choice.”
When nobody spoke up, Elena’s face darkened.
Bikini just appeared crestfallen.
It was Thirdy who spoke, expression livid.
“So are you guys just going to take turns fucking your little slut?” She gave me a scathing look.
“Don’t talk about her like that,” Ryder snapped.
