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Paxton wrapped one arm around me and grabbed his bag with the other.
“Are you leaving her like that?” Cain asked interestedly.
I shrugged and Paxton pulled the key out of his pocket, tossing it behind his shoulder…not even close to where she was handcuffed.
“Someone will eventually let her out,” he said carelessly.
We walked out then to where Stellan and Remington were waiting for us, and we headed out of the warehouse into the night.
Another successful fight night under our belts.
8
AURORA
Late that night, we gathered around the table in our new hotel suite. I finally scrolled through Jenna’s texts, feeling guilt wash over me. I’d been so busy that I hadn’t had time for my best friend. I’d been slaying Carnage while she was in crisis, and even though I had good reasons for being so far away…I still felt guilt tighten my stomach as I scrolled through the texts.
Jenna:
Aurora! Where are you? I need my bestie!
Oh my god, can you murder my roommate for me?
Well, you’re probably the wrong person to suggest that to, huh?
She is the absolute worst.
Did I tell you how much we look alike? Same hair color, build, similar faces. Like she could be my long lost sister.
Except for the fact she is ANNOYING AS FUCK.
I wish you were my long lost sister!
Okay, it’s been long enough that we are clearly not doing dinner. Don’t tell me you’re abandoning me, Aurora. I will keep my faith in you! I love you!
I glanced at the clock. It was after midnight. I doubted Jenna wanted me to call her right now.
Aurora:
Let’s meet up tomorrow! Tell me all about it!
God, I couldn’t even have a normal best friend situation. I wanted to be there for her so badly.
Then Paxton served me up cheese fries and a smug smile. I set my phone down on the table and smiled at him. I’d fix things with Jenna when she woke up.
I perched in his lap, his muscular arm circling my waist as I ate my snack.
My cheese fries were hot and melty and delicious, but Pax was even more tasty.
“To another win,” Remy said, holding up his glass, “not that we ever had any doubts.”
“And to not being homeless,” Stellan added.
“I’m not sure it counts as being homeless,” Pax said, “if you’re sleeping in a $100,000 car.”
Their banter washed over me, warm and comforting. There was something about the way my men talked to each other.
Cain kicked back and watched us all, idly toying with the heavy crystal glass full of amber liquid. He tapped the glass with one long finger, looking like some dissolute king. “Once we’ve taken care of one fucked-up father, we have to take care of mine.”
