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The problem is that I don’t trust many people. I trust Tyler, but he’s the unicorn of men. He’s always shown me exactly who he is. There’s no games, just this intense, nerdy, beautiful man.
“I don’t think it should be a surprise to you how I feel for Layla,” Draven sneers. “She doesn’t run from the fucked up parts of me, she calls me out on my bullshit, and Lay is willing to catch me if I need it. She’s shown me exactly who she is. You’re my best friends, but you’re fucking up left and right with her. She needs to be protected from you and Mav tonight, so I’ll stand between you with nothing but respect for you. But get the fuck out.”
“Damn, I don’t blame you, though,” Mav mutters. “We’re going so she can sleep, but we’ll be back tomorrow.”
“We perform tomorrow, of course you will be,” Draven says, ignoring the underlying meaning of his friend’s words.
“Draven,” Mav growls. The sound makes me shiver. I know he’s dangerous. Maybe he doesn’t mean to scare me, but he does. It’s one of the reasons I dropped him… to prove I could.
Swallowing hard, I tell myself I should get up, but I’m more likely to throw a light on the flame than extinguish it. I don’t trust how I feel right now.
“Take your big bear ass out of this room. We’ll have none of that,” Draven says. His voice is so low it rivals Mav’s growl. I know none of them are saints, and yet it doesn’t bother me when it comes to Draven. While he doesn’t treat me like glass, I know my lack of personal care worries him.
Speaking of, I think we’ll need a late night snack in a bit. Listening to them argue, I sigh softly, glancing at my phone.
It’s barely a puff of air, but it attracts the wrong kind of attention.
“Oye, you faker! We aren’t finished yet, young lady,” Mav yells, leaning around Draven.
“Whatever you say, Daddy,” I tell him without paying attention before stilling. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Sitting up, I stare at Mav’s shocked face. “I’ve never had any interest in being anyone’s Daddy until you called me that,” he says darkly before Tyler pushes him away.
“She’s not ready for that conversation, Mav. Good night you two!”
I can hear Maverick and Altas complaining as the door finally closes behind them.
“It just slipped out,” I mutter as Tyler and Draven appear in the doorway of the bedroom, smirking.
“I don’t personally care,” Draven chuckles as he crawls onto the bed. “Woah, what’s with this tear, lovely?”
I forgot about it, and wipe my face with my thumb, annoyed.
“I was talking to my sister.” I shrug. Draven takes my hand, sucking on my thumb to get every bit of my tear as my lips part in a gasp.
Tyler shakes his head as he watches us. “Unpredictable is fun,” he laughs. “I think Draven means he doesn’t care what you call Mav, but it was interesting to hear.”
“It was instinctual. I don't even know how I feel about it,” I tell them, my voice low and raspy.
“So fucking beautiful,” Draven groans before kissing me. This man makes me internally swoon. He kisses with his entire being, and it’s fucking sexy. “You taste good.”
“Thank… you,” I gasp, blinking like an idiot. Today has been a lot.
“Give her some space, Draven,” Tyler chuckles. Biting his lip, Draven nods, laying back against the pillows.
“You feel the way you feel,” he says with a shrug. “Your fight with him tonight felt really intense, lovely.”
“It was. I didn’t expect to explode the way I did,” I sigh. “There was so much going on in my head, and I was struggling to walk without falling. Seán O’Brien may not be shouting for my death, but I still don’t think I’m one of his favorite people. He scared the shit out of me.”
“I was starting to worry you had some kind of death wish,” Draven says with dramatic relief, making my lips twitch. “I’m very happy to hear you don’t.”
“When dealing with scary people, sometimes you have to back it up by being scary too,” I explain. “Even if you’re tiny and any of them could squish you like a bug.”
“Speaking on squishing,” Tyler mutters, moving to the bathroom. “I need to put some arnica on your arm. The bruise is getting darker.”
Looking down, I turn my arm out, wincing. “Bruin is a damn beast, and he raised me clean off my feet.”
“Bruin needs to make sure he doesn’t find me in a dark alley,” Draven growls. “Look at you, Chick. Does it hurt?”
