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“You really just remembered everything just like that?” Wes asked her, snapping his fingers.
Jess nodded. “Pretty much.”
“And you’re okay?” Rory asked.
Jess answered, but besides noting the hum of her voice, I didn’t hear what she said. It still really pissed me off Max was here and I wasn’t when she remembered. That I hadn’t been here the second she needed me.
The hand still resting on my thigh squeezed, and I forgot about Max. Glancing down, I couldn’t see her fingers against my leg because the blanket hid the sight, but I felt it. I felt it so good my cock started to stir.
“He didn’t want me to be mad at you,” she explained, voice low. “He told me you love me.”
I made a harumphing sound. “I do. But that’s for me to tell you, not him.”
Her smile lit up her doe eyes. “I know.” Her hand pushed a little deeper between my thighs, and my cock jerked.
“I’m gonna turn the movie back on,” she told the room.
“Let’s do this, piano girl,” Ryan quipped.
Surprise rippled through her body. Glancing at Ryan, she said, “What did you call me?”
“Piano girl.” Ryan smiled. “You’re officially Elite now. Gotta give you a name.” He pointed at Madison. “Theater girl.”
Jamie pointed at Rory. “Camera girl.”
Both Ryan and Jamie pointed at Landry, and all the guys said, “Scrappy.”
Landry groaned. “You threaten a man’s balls one time.”
“It was more than one, little siren,” Rush mused.
“I’m sure they deserved it.” Madison backed her up, and Landry nodded.
“Piano girl fits you,” Ryan said, eyes going back to my girl.
I was about to tell him he should look at his own when Jess said, “Really?”
Fuck. I couldn’t be jealous when this clearly meant so much to her.
“I like sis better,” Prism said.
Jess tugged her hand from between my thighs and hugged P.
Forget what I said about being jealous. I was.
I ought to TP all these assholes’ rooms.
“Well, come on then, piano girl,” Rush said and pointed at the TV. “Turn this on so we can listen to Jamie scream some more.”
She hit play, and everyone settled back into the couch, eyes going back to the movie. But not mine. Why the hell would I want to watch some ancient horror movie when I could stare at the girl my heart loved most?
She was so damn cute snuggled up against my side with a blanket thrown over our legs and a large bucket of popcorn in her lap. Her eyes were bright, a soft smile on her lips even as she stared at the screen, but I knew she wasn’t really watching. She was inside her head, thinking about how this entire room filled with people just became her family. She was happy.
Her happiness was all I wanted.
Well, that and her safety.
She played it off, but I knew whatever the fuck I’d walked in on at the auditorium earlier had upset her. That douche director did something. Said something. Something that unsettled her. I couldn’t quite tell what, and I didn’t want to push because she needed a break. She needed time to relax and be with friends. It was so good to see her here with everyone, smiling and laughing, not pushing any of us away.
