“So, who won?” Mint asked, looking at me. “Wolf orPretty?”
“I did,” Lamb answered for me, a proud smile on his face as Mint gave him a puzzled one back. He opened his mouth as if to ask, but thought better of it when the both of us could just see Lamb daring him to. He put his beer to his mouthinstead.
I was shaking my head at Lamb’s amused smirk when his expression sobered just as I heard Pretty’s soft, “Hey, wake up, beautiful,” across the other side oftheroom.
I spun on my stool, hearing Lamb already moving around the bar as my eyes fell upon Pretty crouched down by the side of the couch. It was facing away from me; I could just see the brown hair over the top of thecouch.
Pretty reachedtowardAsh.
“Brother,don’t—”
But it wastoolate.
Pretty’s skin touched Ash’s, and in a blur of movement, the table flipped, glass smashing as Ash tripped across it, falling on her ass. Pretty reached to grab her, but he couldn’t as she stumbled, not caring about the glass cutting into her skin when she shoved herself to her feet and back intothewall.
“Stop!” I yelled, moving toward them just as Lamb reached Pretty, grabbed him by the shoulder, and pulledhimback.
Ash’s brown hair hung down by her sides, falling over her face as her chest rippled with fast, hard breaths, the sunglasses very narrowly still propped on her nose as her head spun in everydirection.
I saw Lamb flinch as I came up beside him, his arms forcibly pinned by his side as he held himself and Pretty a safedistanceaway.
Mint came up behind me, and I thanked fuck we had soundproof walls, since nobody else camerushingout.
“What’s going on?” Pretty hissed, looking wide awake now, his beer smashed and spilled on thefloor.
I took a step forward, ignoring him. I saw Lamb’s arm move to stop me, his leather cut wrinkling as his muscles froze, his hand still in the void between us as logic took over. He let me move. I cautiously avoided the glass under my bare feet as I tiptoed acrossthegap.
“Ash,” I called, as she stood there, her eyes scanningeverything. “Ash.”
She spun toward me, her pale lips parting as she suddenly straightened, her eyes doing a quick, clean sweep of the room before a rushed, “Shit,” came from her lips, realizing what hadhappened.
“Come on,” I said, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her away from the wall. “Let’s get youcleanedup.”
Ash looked down at her bleeding hands, surprised to see them, and let me pull her along, avoiding the people in the room. I looked over at Lamb and gave him a smallshrug.
Lamb frowned at me, but then his face softened at Ash. It was probably one of the only human moments I’d seen from Lamb, and I managed to barely hide my surprise when itdisappeared.
He dragged Mint and Pretty to clean up, while I took Ash into the kitchen, where I pulled out the first aid kit from under the sink, thinking that the thing was getting a lot of use lately. Ash sat in a chair, hands out on thetable.
She didn’t say a word for a long time as I pulled out the antiseptic wipes, not even hissing at the sting as she watchedmework.
“Sorry,” she breathed. “I didn’t expect to fall asleep in frontofthem.”
“It’s fine,” I said, pulling out the bandage. “It’s comfortable here. Ithappens.”
Ash frowned at my choice of words, but I didn’t address it. Instead, I finished cleaning her up, escorted her back to her room, and then went back to my own, covered by a huge, warm, butt-naked man, and fell asleepmyself.
* * *
“Wolf!”I cried out as his body thrust forward, finding my rise as I went overtheedge.
Wolf growled as he followed me over, his body collapsing on top of my back as our sweat mingled together. “Fuck,” he breathed, his hot breaths feeling humid on my damp,sensitiveskin.
I waited a few seconds to gather my breath before I reached back and clawed my nails into his side. “Get off me, youfatoaf.”
I was rewarded with a harsh slap across my ass as Wolf rolled off me onto his side ofthebed.
“Hell of a way to wake up,” he grumbled, laying his palm across the hair on his chest as it moved rapidly in an attempt to catch hisbreath.