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Jessie lifts her head and blinks at him. I feel the tension creeping into her body as she stiffens in my arms. She thinks he’s pissed at her, but I know him better than that.
He walks over to us. “Give her to me.”
I kiss her head softly before I allow him to take her from my arms.
“Are you, okay, angel?” he asks, running his hand over her hair as he squeezes her tight. He turns and starts to walk down the hallway to our bedroom and I fall into step beside him.
“Yes. And I can walk if you like?”
“I don’t like,” he snaps.
“Are you mad?” she whispers.
“Not at you,” he replies, giving me the side eye.
“Please don’t be mad at Shane. I don’t want you to fight,” she says, placing her hand on his face.
“We won’t fight, angel. Promise,” he reassures her before kissing her forehead.
Liar!
“Good.” Jessie yawns. “Are we all going to bed?”
“Soon. I just need to talk to Shane first. Mikey and Liam are waiting for you.”
“You said you wouldn’t fight,” she reminds him.
“We won’t,” I tell her. I have no intention of fighting with him over this.
“You sure you’re okay?” he asks her again and the simmering anger bristles beneath my skin.
Of course she’s okay. She was with me. Like I would let anyone hurt her.But I don’t say any of those things right now because I don’t want to argue in front of her.
He carries her to bed where Liam is lying awake waiting for her.
“Hey, baby,” our younger brother says with a smile, seemingly unaware of what took place downstairs.
“Hey,” she says as Conor sets her on her feet.
“Get in here, Red,” Mikey grumbles, half asleep.
“I just need to freshen up first,” she whispers
I want to tell her no. I want my cum running out of her while she lies between my brothers, but maybe it’s not me she’s washing away? So, I remain silent.
She looks between Conor and me, worry etched on her beautiful face.
“I just want to talk to him,” Conor says quietly.
She narrows her eyes at us. “Okay,” she finally says with a sigh. “But you’ll come to bed soon, right?”
I place my hand on her waist and drop a soft kiss on the top of her head. “Very soon, sweetheart.”
“Yeah,” Conor agrees and together we watch her walk to the bathroom, her hips and ass swaying seductively in that skintight skirt.
Only when she’s disappeared from view do Conor and I walk out of the room.
“What the fuck, Shane?” he snarls as soon as we’re out in the hallway.
