Page 54 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

They want to ask all the questions under the sun, I can see it in their eyes, but being the kick-arse friends that they are, they hold it back… for now.

“Abs, do you want coffee?” Tally asks, jumping to her feet.

Pulling her into my side, I wrap my arm around her shoulders and press a kiss on her temple.

The weight of their stares presses heavily down on my shoulders, but while she’s in my arms, I don’t give a fuck.

“Reese and Theo want to go out for breakfast,” Olivia says, attempting to shatter the tension. “You guys want to come with?”

Abigail freezes but then her stomach growls loudly, answering for her.

“Looks like I’m going to have to share you,” I whisper in her ear.

“I… I’m not sure?—”

“We’re your friends, Red. You deserve it.”

Dropping my arm from her shoulder, I tap her on the arse, gently pushing her towards the girls. It’s the last thing I want to do, but it’s also what she needs.

I stalk towards my boys, keeping my eyes on her the whole time, and not just so I don’t have to see their gleeful smirks.

“So…” Oak starts.

“Nothing happened,” I warn. “Don’t get excited.”

“Fucking hell, man,” Theo groans, scrubbing his hand down his face. “You do know that you’re at risk of losing it if you don’t use it.”

“Give him a break,” Oak barks, slapping Theo across the head. “He’s already finding ithardenough. He doesn’t need you making it worse.”

“Trust me,” I mutter. “Nothing about Theo makes anything hard here.”

As they laugh, Raine says something to Abigail that makes her do the same and I swear, the sight of her happiness, of her smile, lights something up inside me.

Fucking hell, I’m in real trouble here.

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ABIGAIL

Elliot’s arm brushes mine as he reaches for the salt. “Here.” He passes it to me.

“Thanks.”

“You need to eat,” he adds, staring at me as I stare at my untouched plate.

I’m not hungry.

Not even a little bit.

But if I don’t eat, he’ll cause a scene. And there’s been enough of that this morning already.

Stabbing a piece of bacon with my fork, I shove it in my mouth and glare at him. His gruff laughter makes my stomach flip.

“So Abs, are we going to talk about the fact you?—”

“Theo,” Elliot barks, and his friend holds up in his hands in surrender.

“Before you leap across the table and hurt me, I wasn’t being a dick. We were worried. Especially the girls.”

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