Chapter 34
EvanAnn
Nerves skitter along my spine as my eyes keep being drawn to the door. Damon’s due back any minute. We’re down in the rec room waiting. His dad is driving him back, so it’s not like I can jump him the minute he comes through the door, but I kind of want to.
Even though I’m still mad as hell about him risking everything to just get even with my mom and to punish his dad. None of that was about me. It was all about his ego and his revenge.
Hawk draws me to lean against him. “If you want, track his phone. Fuck knows he tracks yours.”
“How?” I hold my phone out to Hawk.
He chuckles and opens the app. When he hands it back to me, I wait for it to update with his current location. He’s not far. Like a few blocks away. Fuck. I stand and pace.
“What do I say? What do I do?” It’s so easy to chat over text in the middle of the night, but the last time I saw him, that kiss, that hug. Both were bittersweet and felt like the end of something and the beginning at the same time.
What if it really was the end? It doesn’t make sense. We’ve talked since and everything was good. But there’s this pit in my stomach that fears the worst.
Cam grabs my hand and pulls me down to sit across his lap. “Goody, you don’t have to worry. It’s Damon. He’ll take one look at you and take you into the bathroom to bang you.”
“If he makes it that far.” Hawk chuckles. “I’m guessing he just grabs her and fucks her.”
My cheeks heat because that wouldn’t be so bad. It won’t solve anything, but it’s one of the parts of us that’s always made sense. I swallow. I didn’t change after rehearsal when we got home. I’m still in my uniform. Maybe I should have changed into something he’d like.
Not that he doesn’t like my uniform, but a short skirt and crop top would provide better access. He can’t resist a short skirt. Fuck, I’m an idiot. It doesn’t matter what I wear. We need to have a discussion. He needs to know I’m not just a pawn in his fucking game.
I need to find that anger again.
Cam kisses me, and it’s like a shock to my system.
He threads his fingers into my hair and holds me while he kisses the hell out of me.
The firestorm raging inside me swirls hotter.
Until I forget what we were talking about and sink into the feel of his lips, the slide of his tongue, the hint of mint, and something darker that’s all Cam.
Liquid heat flows through my veins. I could drown in him.
He pulls away, and I meet his darkened eyes. “How’d I do?”
I cock my head in confusion, but he glances at Hawk with a smirk.
“About three minutes.” Hawk leans back on the sofa, still looking tired.
“I mean, if you want a distraction, I can tell you about the therapy my mom and dad made me attend last night, which is why I didn’t get much sleep.
At least it wasn’t sex therapy. Apparently that’s on the schedule for tonight so I don’t care what’s happening later, but I’m sleeping here. Damon can deal.”
My mouth opens and closes. Sex therapy? I really don’t know what to say to that, but it does keep my mind off other things. Things like Damon and that he’s been gone for a week. It’s like an overdose of anticipation mixed with dread because of how we left things.
Cam runs his thumb across my cheek and rests his forehead against mine. “Listen, goody. We know you and Damon need to get through what happened. If you want us to stay, we can. We’re on your side. We want to help make this better.”
I cup his jaw and just breathe him in. He’s the glue for us. The heart.
Hawk reaches out and takes my hand, weaving our fingers together. “You have us, Annie. If Damon is still being an ass, let us know, and we’ll take him out back and beat some sense into him.”
I laugh at the thought and turn and kiss Hawk. “I love you both so much.”
Voices come from upstairs. My heart clenches, and I scramble off Cam’s lap. I check my skirt, my shirt, my hair, and then there are footsteps on the stairs. Heartbreakingly familiar footsteps. My stomach ties in knots.
He stops at the bottom of the stairs when he sees me. My breath catches. His gaze roams over me, but I can’t be bothered to notice as I look him over. It’s been a week, but it feels like forever. Fuck, this is so stupid.
I couldn’t tell you who moves first. All I know is neither of us stops until he has one hand on my hip and the other in my hair, tipping my head back. And then his lips are on mine and nothing else matters.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he lifts me off the ground. My back hits the wall as we rediscover each other’s mouths. There’s nothing that could tear me away from him.
Someone clears their throat, loudly. Okay, maybe something. Damon lifts his mouth from mine with a growl that makes my already soaked panties wetter.
“Public space,” Cam hisses from where he stands near the stairs. “Maybe keep it a little more PG than PG-13, heading toward R?”
“Any longer and it would have definitely been X-rated.” Hawk smirks. “I’m here for it.”
My cheeks heat. Without looking at either of them, Damon studies my face. “Hello, little devil.”
I melt, fucking melt for this guy. “We should...”
Disengage, but I really don’t want to.
He lowers his head and brushes his lips against my ear. “Fuck until we can’t fuck anymore?”
Yup, that sounds much better than my idea.
My mouth is poised to say yes when Cam says, loudly, “Mr. Storm, how was the trip?”
Damon groans softly but lowers my feet to the ground. I quickly adjust all my clothes and he shifts me to stand in front of him when we turn to face the room. His hard cock brushes against me, sending warmth skittering through me.
“It’s a good drive,” Adam says. “Damon said you were planning on going to check out Crowne Mawr. Beautiful campus. It’s not Yale, but it’s a hell of a school.” Adam steps into the rec room and scans it quickly before his gaze lands on me with Damon behind me. “I see you’ve found EvanAnn.”
Damon ducks his head, but not before I see the grin on it.
“It doesn’t take long for those two to collide,” Cam says, and my face feels like it’s on fire.
Damon walks me forward, probably to hide how thrilled he was to see me. “I was just going to tell the guys about the team. You were heading out? Dinner plans?”
Subtle. Real fucking subtle.
“Yeah.” Adam runs a hand over his hair. “This is going to be weird for a while. I’ve never seen you with a girl before. And EvanAnn’s been living with us.”
“If you want, Mr. Storm, I can make sure to occupy Evan with PDA when you’re around.” Cam smirks and gives me a wink.
Yeah, that’s not happening either. Damon steps a little closer to me, and a shiver ripples through me.
“Thank you for the offer, Cam, but I think I’ll just go.” Adam glances over the four of us and then meets my eyes. “If you need anything...”
He leaves it open-ended. He’s in my corner and so is my mother if I need them. It’s hard to describe what I’m feeling because while my mom supported me, it felt like I was alone for so long.
“I’m good. Thank you.” I glance down at the ground, unable to meet his eyes.
He looks just as uncomfortable as I feel and lifts his gaze to Damon’s over my head. “Think about what we talked about.”
“I will.”
Adam sighs and moves to the stairs. “Stay close to each other until we figure out this mess.”
“We’ve got her, Mr. Storm.” Hawk rises from the couch to stand with Cam.
Damon touches my hip, pulling me back against him. The move is subtle, and I don’t know if Adam caught it, but it reignites the flames burning under my skin.
Adam gives a small nod and heads up the stairs.
“Breathe, little devil.” Damon’s words are soft and for my ears only.
I draw a breath into my starving lungs. My mom’s voice meets Adam at the top of the stairs, and I wait to see if she’s going to come down, but their voices move away. I rest my head back against Damon’s chest and breathe him in.
The past few nights it felt like his scent had faded on the sheets, but now with him here, I’m intoxicated by his dark, earthy scent. The feel of his warmth pressed against me. His presence.
Fuck, I missed him. I missed this. I missed having them all here.
“If you want us to stay, we can. But I have the feeling you two need some time to be alone.” Cam gestures to Hawk. “Come on, there’s a party I want to see if a girl will show up to.”
“I mean, I could just watch,” Hawk says, and his eyes darken.
My gaze jerks to Cam at the mention of a girl.
He chuckles and closes the distance between us. “Just following up on a lead, goody. The only girl I want is right here. We’ll be back later.” He lifts his gaze to Damon’s. “After you two have had some time to get reacquainted and talk.”
Cam tips my chin up and kisses me. I grab onto his shirt as Damon grabs my hips. I groan into his kiss, needing more from all of them.
Hawk pulls Cam away, and I look up to meet his green eyes. “I’m going to down some energy drinks and be back to make you scream, baby girl.”
I bite my lip. Spending time with each of them alone has been the highlight of this week. Hawk and Cam together always make me overwhelmed in a good way. But just holding on to them at night, knowing they’re there for me... I’m glad we got to take this time with each other.
“Try not to make her too sore.” Hawk hits Damon’s arm before he swoops down to kiss me breathless.
“No promises.” Damon’s voice runs down my spine like a caress. “You know how she likes it.”
“Talk. Fix your shit so we can get back to everything else. We need to be solid again.” Cam looks at both of us.
Damon gives a small nod before Cam and Hawk head out, leaving Damon and me alone. For a second, we just stand there, pressed together. His front to my back. Just breathing in the moment of finally reconnecting.
Damon steps away, and I turn to see what he’s doing. He lifts me against him, and my legs automatically wrap around his waist. My fingers tangle in his hair. His smile is cocky.