Page 115 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

“I’ll figure it out,” he says in that dismissive tone I know all too well.

“Okay. Maybe the guys will help?—”

“I said I’ll figure it out,” he snaps, turning away from me.

It hurts but I know it’s because he’s used to being in control.

Elliot is used to holding the power.

Except when it comes to his future and his options.

“I love you,” I stand my ground. “And I want to help. You can pay me back. You can?—”

“What’s up, lovebirds.” The boys spill into the room, laughing and jostling each other. “That was some performance last night. Didn’t know you had it in you, Abs.”

A low growl rumbles in Elliot’s chest, stopping them all in their tracks.

“Where are the girls?” I ask, sensing he needs a moment.

Maybe his best friends can talk some sense into him.

“They’re over at Millie’s,” Theo mutters. “Boy troubles or something.”

“Is she okay?”

“She’d better be,” he spits. “Or I’ll give that little shit something to?—”

“Okay, Rocky.” Oakley hooks him around the neck. “Why don’t we all hit the gym. Looks like you and lover boy have some tension to work off.”

“But breakfast,” Elliot starts but I cut him off with a small smile.

“It’s fine. Go with them and I’ll go see the girls.” I go to walk away but he grabs my hand and yanks me backward.

“Ell—”

“I’m sorry, Red.” He lowers his head to mine. “This is all new to me and I don’t like feeling out of control.”

“I know. But we’re in this together now. And I want to help.”

His lips thin but his eyes soften. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Go work out with the boys and I’ll see you later.”

“Okay.” He steals a quick kiss, and somebody wolf whistles. Elliot flips them off over my shoulder and soft laughter bubbles out of me.

“Have fun.” I untangle myself from his arms and give the boys a small wave, before heading to get changed.

Silently praying he won’t do anything stupid.

“How is she?” Tally asks Raine when she joins us in my dorm room.

I had gone straight to Millie’s room only to find Tally and Liv lingering in the hall so we came up to my room to wait for them.

“First love sucks.” She drops into my desk chair and lets out a weary sigh. “I’ve left her with a week’s supply of chocolate and ice cream. That should do the trick for a while.”

“She’s a bright girl. She’ll get over it,” Liv says. “They’ll probably be back on by lunch tomorrow.”

“I don’t know. She seemed pretty adamant it’s over.”

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