Chapter 22
CALLUM
As soon as Nyx told Graham and Demitri that she was heading back to the guest house for a girls’ night with Kyra, Molly, and Aly, Graham pulled his phone out and started typing like a madman. As soon as he put his phone down, mine pinged with a notification.
Graham: The girls are going to be back at the guest house for a girls night. Who wants to come over for beer and poker?
Me: I am already here so I guess I’m in lol
David: What girls? Is Molly there?
Dee: Yes, Molly is here David.
Demitri laughs as he sends his response. David really just needs to sit Molly down and tell her how he is feeling, but lord knows that he won’t. He will just continue to pine over her from a distance, and this poker game just gave him the perfect reason to be around her.
Jason: I’ll come grab you David in like 15. Then we will be over. See you soon
I get up from the couch where Graham and Dee are hanging out with a college football game on and head up to my room for a moment.
The sun has already set, and I can stand here in the darkness to watch the guest house without Kyra being able to see me.
The group of girls is sitting around the kitchen island, drinking wine from glasses, and snacking on pizza.
Losing track of time watching the girls just be at peace for the first time in forever, I am startled back to the present when I hear Jason and David yell up the stairs.
“Yo, Baby Hutch!” Jason calls out to me. “Stop being a creep, we all know what you're doing.”
The four of them start to laugh like they all aren’t obsessed with one of the women in that house out back. I snag a hoodie out of the closet before heading back downstairs to join them.
We have finished off the case of beer that we had and have switched over to whiskey. The amber liquid swirls gently in the glass in my hand while I wait for the guys to decide if they are calling or raising my bet. I have a full house, just waiting to take these assholes down…maybe.
At that moment, I hear the back yard erupt into fits of girlish giggles, and we all freeze. The card game is abandoned as they all stare towards the sliding glass door. Fuck, Aly is helping Molly across the snow-covered porch, and they are all in adorable little robes.
Sunflower, what are you girls up to?
“Oh shit,” Dee exclaims. “I forgot Nyx got me to turn up the hot tub for them.”
Fuck. The four of them in bikinis with their predators sitting in here. Nursing whiskey, but we are all definitely buzzed.
Catching a glimpse of my girl as she strips out of the hot pink robe. It’s January, so her skin no longer carries the glow from summer. But that mermaid bikini will live in my mental spank bank permanently.
“If we go up to my room, they can’t see us, but we have a perfect view down to the hot tub.” The words are out of my mouth before I even have a moment to think about what I said.
Yes, they will be able to watch Kyra, but they each have their own girl in that tub. Even if they won’t admit it to themselves or us.
“Ariel will kill me,” Jason speaks under his breath.
Shit, I forgot, he was still with that girl.
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Or you, for that matter.” David nudges Jason with his shoulder.
We all know that Aly is the endgame for Jason, but the two of them are too damn stubborn to admit it to each other. So he has decided that dipping his cock into the crazy one is the route he wants to take right now.
Ariel will never be a part of the girl gang, as my brother deemed them.
Nyx and Kyra get nothing but mean girl vibes from her.
She is a gorgeous brunette, not exactly tall but taller than Kyra.
All that prettiness is overtaken by her attitude.
She stormed into this house one time and started spewing some bullshit about how we can’t call Jason in the middle of the night and make him work.
I believe she was referring to the time Nyx’s stalker left them a note on the windows of the house, and we called Jason and David in to work security for the night. She was probably warming his bed that night, and Jason would do anything for Devil Dog, so he got up and came to work.
David, on the other hand, has already admitted to being obsessed with the adorable redhead with our girls. She works for Grant at the pub, and from what he said, he took her home with him the night of the rescue. She snuck out before the sun even peeked over the horizon.
I know he’s ventured back into the pub a few times, and every single time she acts completely professional.
Like nothing ever happened between them.
From what I heard, they damn near burned the house down with their chemistry, but it sounds like she’s running from something, like all of us are.
Little does she know, she’s got the Devil Dog protection, and no one will hurt her ever again.
The guys all follow me up to my room, and we line the wall of windows watching like complete creepers.
I wish I could find an ounce of give a fuck to care, but I can’t.
Kyra looks drop-dead gorgeous in that bikini, and if I didn’t think she would reject me straight to my face, I would go down and tell her how I felt.
I agreed to give her time and space. She needs time to heal, but that doesn’t mean I will just go away completely. If she needs a friend now, she will have a friend, but she is it for me.