Page 18 of Raise 'Em Up

I down the rest of my drink and slam the glass onto the table. “Hope you enjoy your sad sex life while I get my brains blown out. Bye.” I wink before turning around and leaving the bar.

Fuck it, I’ll just wait for the guys in my room.

An hour later, the door opens and in comes my guys. Looking up from the book I’m reading, my eyes travel over them. God, they really are painfully sexy.

My gaze travels down to Mateo’s hands and my eyes widen. Closing my book, I place it on the couch and stand up. I’m about to ask what they were up to when Donny rushes across the room and scoops me up into his arms.

“Donny, stop!” I squeal as he rushes us toward the bedroom, Colt following behind. Donny tosses me on the bed, his body trapping me to the mattress.

“I’m so wired right now,” he groans, grinding his erection against me. My belly heats, but I’m not going to let him use sex to distract me, no matter how much I want it.

“Nope.” I push him back by the forehead when he leans down to kiss me. “Not until you tell me where you were and what you were doing.”

Donny’s gaze turns to Colt. They share a look before Donny pushes off of me. “I’m starving. I think I’m going to head down to the restaurant and get some pie. Wanna come, Colt?”

“You know what, that sounds like a good idea. I could go for some pie.”

“See you later, Cherry.” Donny winks before the two fuckers take off.

“Cowards!” I shout, leaning up on my elbows. Sighing, I get off the bed and head out into the living room.

No one's there, but I see the light to the bathroom is on.

When I step into the room, I find Mateo sitting on the edge of the tub, his hand held out to Lennox, where he sits on the toilet, tending to the bloody hands.

“Wanna tell me what got your hands like that?” I ask.

They both pause and turn to look at me. “I could. But can you promise you won’t get pissed off?” Mateo asks.

“No,” I say honestly. “But we talked about being honest, and while I didn’t question you guys before you left, I do want to know where you went.”

Lennox tosses the bloody paper towel into the trash and turns to look at me. “We took care of Chaz.”

My heart stops and my stomach drops. “By take care of, you don’t mean…”

“Kill him?” Mateo snorts. “No, we didn’t kill him. Although, I wouldn’t be sad if he was no longer on this earth. We did, however, get a confession out of him about him working with the Dean regarding the videos. We did fuck him up, make him hurt. We reminded him that he made a mistake fucking with our girl.”

“And we took his phone. He said the only copies of the videos he had were on there. We wiped it clean and tossed it.”

Emotion clogs my throat. “Thank you,” I whisper, going over to the counter and grabbing a washcloth. I get it wet and crouch down in front of Mateo, grabbing one of his hands.

“For what?” Mateo asks, brows furrowing as I finish cleaning up the cuts.

“Everything? For coming back for me, for not giving up on me. For defending me, and for whatever you’re going to do to fix the issues with the Dean and Missi. I know it took awhile to get to where we are, and a lot of pain, but now we’re in a good place together.”

Grabbing the gauze, I wrap his hands and stand, taking the dirty cloth and tossing it into the hamper. Swallowing hard, my heart pounds in my chest as I turn to face both of them.

“But I really appreciate everything you’ve done. Everything you're willing to do. I just… I want you to know that I really do love you. Both of you.” I bite my lip, my body breaking out in a sweat at my confession.

Their eyes widen, a moment of heat passes between all of us. I’ve never said these words to them before. It seems to set them off because in a flash, both of them are on their feet, trapping me between them.

Mateo wraps his hand around my throat, giving it a light squeeze. “Say it again,” he growls, the sound vibrating through his chest.

I swallow hard. “I love you,” I whisper.

Lennox groans from behind me. “I love you too.”

“And I fucking love you,” Mateo snarls before crashing his lips down to mine.

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