Page 100 of Wreck Me

I winced at him thinking like that about himself, but before I could respond, Damien was already at my table.

“Hey,” I greeted, opening my salad container and my fork, then starting to eat it in a bid to affect a casual air. Hard to do when I could feel Bastian’s gaze blazing over in my direction.

“Long time, Bluebell,” Damien said, grabbing the chair opposite and moving it up close to me, and noticeably positioning himself so that his back was to Bastian and blocking his view of me with Damien’s girth in the way.

I tensed.

Something didn’t feel right.

What was he playing at?

“If this is about the fight, how about next week?”

He started. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Great, I’ll set it up. This one’s gonna draw a hell of a crowd.”

“That’s not a selling point to me.” Although, I could handle the whole crowded thing while I was in the ring, because once I got in that mindset, I just blocked it out, it was just a haze and background noise.

“No worries, just focus on the fight.”

I swallowed a forkful of what turned out to be only feta, because I was too busy studying him and trying to determine what was so off about this interaction. “Anything else you needed to say?”

“Just looking forward to it is all. Oh, and bring Seb.”

I jolted. “What? Why would I? Why would he?”

His eyes darkened and he leaned forward. “They have eyes on me, you think I don’t have eyes on them? I know about his visit to your house, you two sneaking off to the forest for your cute little picnics. I’ve seen how he looks at you, like you walk on water. I can also tell he’s fucked you. I mean, I didn’t even suspect it when the two of you were locked in that bathroom at the fight venue because of his intense long-time celibacy, and Caleb kicked me out before I could confirm either way, but it doesn’t matter, I can tell with the way he is with you. All of that combined means he’s really into you. You’re very important to him. And it’s been a long time since Seb has cared about anything or anyone like that. If ever.” He reached out and played with a strand of my hair. “That makes you of great interest to me, Bluebell.”

I jerked my head away. “To what end?”

That darkness subsided, then he smiled widely. “Because my little brother is finally happy, of course.”

“D.”

Damien jolted at the sound of the voice, and I wasn’t far behind when we looked to see Caleb now suddenly right there at the table.

He had his arms folded across the chest of his aviator jacket, as he glared at the older Thorn brother.

“Long time since I’ve seen you too, Cal. Avoiding me after the whole dick pic thing?” His eyes narrowed. “Or, is it more than that? You already cut me out of the other thing, I hope you’re not trying to get rid of me from your life entirely, because I’m not down with that, and I won’t respond well.”

“If that’s a threat, I’d tread incredibly carefully and really think before you spew further toxicity at me,” Caleb responded in a chilling tone that I hadn’t heard from him before.

“What threat are you interpreting, old friend? I meant, I’d be heartbroken. Especially when you and I have unfinished business.”

“It’s not unfinished. We’re not going there.”

“Only time will tell.” Damien looked at me. “He doesn’t know, right?”

I tensed as Caleb looked between us frowning. “What’s that?” he asked.

I swallowed hard.

But before I could even get a word out, Damien answered, “That she’s finally agreed to another fight. Took ages, but she’s down for it at last.”

Relief sung through me. Shit.

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